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His lips moved as if he were talking to himself. And again it was Lawford's faltering voice that broke the silence. 'You see, he said, 'I have never... no fit, or anything of that kind before. I remember on Tuesday... oh yes, quite well. I did feel seedy, very. And we talked, didn't we? Harvest Festival, Mrs Wine's flowers, the new offertory-bags, and all that.
Upon which Shandon said, "yes; he's kind to the children; but he's savage to the men; and to be sure, my dear, you don't understand a word about what I'm saying; and it's best you shouldn't; for it's little good comes out of writing for newspapers; and it's better here, living easy at Boulogne, where the wine's plenty, and the brandy costs but two francs a bottle.
Bloowho went by by Moulang's pipes bearing in his breast the sweets of sin, by Wine's antiques, in memory bearing sweet sinful words, by Carroll's dusky battered plate, for Raoul. The boots to them, them in the bar, them barmaids came. For them unheeding him he banged on the counter his tray of chattering china. And There's your teas, he said.
Then comes puddings an' sweets then cheese savouries then ices an' then coffee an' all the time the wine's a-goin', Primmins sez, every sort, claret, 'ock, chably, champagne, an' the Lord alone He knows wot their poor insides feels like when 'tis all a-mixin' up together an' workin' round arterwards.
But Soames was speaking: "The asparagus is very poor. Bosinney, glass of sherry with your sweet? June, you're drinking nothing!" June said: "You know I never do. Wine's such horrid stuff!" An apple charlotte came upon a silver dish, and smilingly Irene said: "The azaleas are so wonderful this year!" To this Bosinney murmured: "Wonderful! The scent's extraordinary!"
Wine's good for old folks like Sophy and me, after walking a good way, or preaching a good while." The young girl stepped into the back-parlor, where she found the great pewter flagon in which the wine that was left after each communion-service was brought to the minister's house. With much toil she managed to tip it so as to get a couple of glasses filled.
And, of course, somethin's got to be done with that wine, and though wine's as cheap in Saint Pierre as 'tis to any port in France, yet 'tisn't all drunk in Saint Pierre not quite. The truth is, those people in Saint Pierre aren't much in the drinking line.
Now all the wine that could be made out o' them grapes o' yourn wouldn't s'ply half the churches in this country, not to mention Europe an' Asie, an' Afriky; an' as long as that's the case, I don't see as you're called on to know that your wine's used fer anything but religious purposes.
He drank and toasted what was dearest in the world, smiling to think how death came to him in that wine's familiar taste. "I drink to the most lovely of created ladies! and to her happiness!" He snapped the stem of the glass and tossed it joyously aside. "Assuredly, there is no other way," said Ufford. "And armored by that knowledge, even I may drink as honorable people do. Pro honoria!"
He found fault with the champagne and then apologised to the waiter. "I'm sorry I was a little hard on you just now. The fact is, I'm out of sorts you have felt in that way yourself, haven't you? The wine's first-rate; and, really the weather is so discouraging, I think I'll try another pint." But Carmina's buoyant heart defied the languor of illness and the gloomy day.
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