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However, the latter had lived awhile in Russia, and knew that the person referred to as an "uchitel" is never looked upon as a bird of fine feather. Of course, strictly speaking, he knew me; but I was an uninvited guest at the luncheon the General had forgotten to arrange otherwise, or I should have been dispatched to dine at the table d'hote.
"Are you going to buy out the whole shop, Alicia?" "Why, I'm not going to buy any," returned Alicia, looking surprised; "I'm just shopping, you know." "Oh, is that it? Well, let me tell you it isn't any particular fun for us to look on while you 'shop'! And, anyway, it's time to be going home, or we'll be late for the luncheon and for the matinee." "All right, I'll go now. But wait.
The heat has suddenly become intolerable, and a flaming wind straight from the south brings in at the door, with a cloud of blue flies, the smell of camels and trampled herbs and the strong spices of the bazaars. Luncheon over, we hurry on between the cactus hedges, and then plunge back into the waste.
"It's luncheon time, isn't it? And, by the way, it's all right about that maid. She was on her way to serve in the tea pavilion at Mrs. Magnelius Grandcourt's bazaar, and her runabout broke down and nearly blew up." "What on earth are you talking about?" exclaimed Drusilla. "I'm talking about Mrs. Magnelius Grandcourt's younger sister from Philadelphia, who looks perfectly sweet as a lady's maid.
Robert Burns and Homer were seated at a small table in the dining-room of the house-boat, discussing everything in general and the shade of a very excellent luncheon in particular. "We are in great luck to-day," said Burns, as he cut a ruddy duck in twain. "This bird is done just right." "I agree with you," returned Homer, drawing his chair a trifle closer to the table.
I told him what I could, which was not much, and before I could give him any information of real importance, was shown out and most hospitably entertained at luncheon, a meal of which I partook with gratitude in some garments that I had borrowed from one of the officers, while my own were set in the sun to dry.
It was afternoon when the assembled party, including drivers, sat down to luncheon on the hill-side, and began to allay the cravings of appetite, and at the same time to recount or discuss in more or less energetic tones, the varied experiences of the morning.
I consider that over-eating is a heinous fault among Americans, and so I have decided to omit the dining-car for the remainder of this journey. Pray, do not let me keep you." She said, "Why, that's exactly what I think, too." Just fancy! And there I was almost famished. I thought she would leave me at once, and I could have a chance to eat the luncheon spoiling in my box.
"Oh, thank you," he answered, "I always like to have a second gun in case I should want it. It's no trouble, you know." "All right," said the Squire. "Ida and I will come down with the luncheon to the grove. Good-bye." After crossing the moat, Edward Cossey walked by himself, followed by his man and a very fine retriever, and the Colonel talked to George, who was informing him that Mr.
Robert grins amiable and reaches out for the check. "This is on me then," says he. "I claim the privilege." As he comes in after luncheon he has to stop and grin again; and later on, when I answers the buzzer, he makes me turn clear around so he can inspect the effect and size up the new suit. "Excellent, Torchy!" says he. "Whoever your tailor may be, you do him credit."
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