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I explained that it was an inconvenient time, but he insisted upon waiting." Wingate hesitated for a moment, deep in thought. The two exhausted men chuckled hideously. "Some playing cards," Wingate directed, suddenly breaking into speech. "Open that sideboard, Grant. Bring out the sandwiches and biscuits and fruit. That's right. And some glasses. Open the champagne quickly. Cigars, too.
Most of the sitting-room was taken up by the sideboard and a square table; against one wall was a sofa covered with horsehair, and by the fireplace an arm-chair to match: there was a white antimacassar over the back of it, and on the seat, because the springs were broken, a hard cushion.
The person who showed the most sympathy was the little old man in the smock, who had been, fifteen years before, a land surveyor in the Tambov province, and had not seen Ratsch since then. He did not know Susanna at all, but had drunk a couple of glasses of spirits at the sideboard before starting. My aunt had also come to the church.
Montague told Charlie to send him out, but her husband said, "Wait, he is looking for something." He was on the sideboard, peering into every dish, and trying to look under the covers. "He is after the chocolate cake," exclaimed Mrs. Montague. "Here, Charlie; put this on the staircase for him." She cut off a little scrap, and when Charlie took it to the hall, Barry flew after him, and ate it up.
It was lighted except for the feeble ray from the lamp only by the faint moonlight which found its way in through the hall and narrow windows, partly overgrown with clinging vines. The whole party entered. The colonel set his lamp upon the sideboard. He turned to speak to the supposed Gilder, probably with the intention of sending him at once to his room.
I sprang to the door, and turned the key in the lock so that by no chance might we be interrupted; then, going to the sideboard, I poured him out a liqueur glass full of the finest Cognac ever imported from south of the Loire, and tapping him on the shoulder, said brusquely: 'Here, drink this. The case is no worse than it was half an hour ago. I shall not betray the secret.
Graeme and Rose exchanged doubtful glances as they passed the dining-room windows. There was an ominous display of silver on the sideboard, and the enlargement of the table had been on an extensive scale. "If she has spoiled Janet's evening in the garden, by inviting a lot of stupids, it will be too bad," whispered Rose. It was not so bad as that, however.
Also he had stopped before the old sideboard in the carefully darkened dining-room, and taken a bottle of wine from one of its cupboards. "This will do him more good than anything, poor old fellow," he told himself, with a sudden warmth in his own heart and a feeling of grateful pleasure because he had thought of doing the kindness.
The mahogany sideboard, the threadbare carpet, the small horsehair sofa, the gilt mirror, standing on a white marble chimney-piece, said clearly, 'Furnished apartments in a house built about a hundred years ago. There were piles of newspapers, there were books on the mahogany sideboard and on the horsehair sofa, and on the table there were various manuscripts, The Gipsy, Act I.; The Gipsy, Act III., Scenes iii. and iv.
Three egg-boxes made a writing-table; on another egg-box you sat to write; your books were ranged in egg-boxes around you and there was your study, complete. For the dining-room two egg-boxes made an overmantel; four egg-boxes and a piece of looking-glass a sideboard; while six egg-boxes, with some wadding and a yard or so of cretonne, constituted a so-called "cosy corner."
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