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Updated: June 13, 2025
"It's a nice world, isn't it?" she suggested like a child. "And do you like whipped cream in your tomato bisque?" "It is, and I do, very much. Am I to have it?" Joy nodded proudly, her eyes shining. "I don't know about the world, but you are going to have the whipped cream," she said, as she felt for the electric push-button in the floor with one small, circling foot.
"What shall papa give you off this beautiful tree?" "Dolly," she said, reaching out for a lovely bisque doll seated in a tiny chair attached to one of the lower branches. "You shall have it; it was put there on purpose for papa's baby girl," he said, taking it up carefully and putting it into her arms. "Now let us see what we can find for mamma and your brother and sisters."
There was a ledge about the other walls the width of one table, and below that the space was crowded by a singular assembly. There were women faintly bisque in shade, with beautiful regular features, and absolute blacks with flattened noses and glistening eyes in burning red and green muslins.
M. Duplessis, having first assured himself, like a prudent man, that his table was secure, having ordered his oysters, his chablis, and his 'potage a la bisque, now paced calmly and slowly across the salon, and halted before Lemercier. Here let me pause for a moment, and give the reader a rapid sketch of the two Parisians.
It seems only yesterday that I bought her a bisque doll at the World's Fair, a bisque doll with pink eyes and blue hair, and now oh, Fanny, are you no longer our little girl? Still, we have Josephine, and I am sure she will honor us; for she was born six years ago under the conjunction of Jupiter and Venus, and while Mars was at perihelion.
Homer, looking admiringly at Patty's garlanded gown. "And this is a true Valentine party," said Patty, as she noted the decorations of red hearts and gold darts, with Cupids of wax or bisque, here and there among the floral ornaments. Marie Homer, who was a pretty brunette, wore a dress of scarlet and gold, trimmed with hearts and arrows.
There was a boudoir, bedroom, dressing-room, and bath, all fitted up in the prettiest, daintiest manner. The ivory-tinted walls showed panels of rose-coloured brocade, ornate with gilded decorations in Empire style. The marquetry furniture and bisque ornaments carried out the scheme, and though elaborate, the rooms were most attractive and comfortable.
That was a favorite comedy mannerism, screwing at where a mustache might have been. "Getaway!" she would invariably admonish, with her reproach all in the inflection and with the bluest blue in her eyes he had ever seen outside of a bisque doll's.
The Emperor, seeing a fine bust of the marshal, in bisque, exquisitely made, paused, and, not noticing the pallor which overspread the countenance of the duchess, asked her what she thought of this bust, and if it was a good likeness. The widow felt as if her old wound was reopened; she could not reply, and retired, bathed in tears, and it was several days before she reappeared at court.
Kate and Emily were not giving to this little homily the attention it deserved. They had begun to trifle as girls are wont to do. Catching at the tiny bisque cupid that hung from the chandelier, Emily sportively sent it flying toward Kate, who swung it back again. Thus they kept it flitting to and fro, faster and faster. Finally, Emily hit it with a jerk.
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