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Updated: June 11, 2025
Compared with it, provincial stuff is kvass . Try to imagine not merely Clicquot, but a sort of blend of Clicquot and Matradura Clicquot of double strength. Also Ponomarev produced a bottle of French stuff which he calls 'Bonbon. Had it a bouquet, ask you? Why, it had the bouquet of a rose garden, of anything else you like. What times we had, to be sure!
Latterly another American had joined the circle around the dinner table on the terrace, a long, lanky young man who had been in the navy during the late war and was now engaged in the production of literature. That is, he contributed profusely to those American magazines with flaming covers stories of love and adventure in strange seas, the highly seasoned bonbon entertainment for the young.
And before he had taken off his coat the Yale professor a man of deep learning and scholarly attainments joined the party. Bessie played on; and the four elders stood in a huddled but silent and amazed group, listening to the music and waiting for the sound of the dinner gong. Mr. Bostwick, who was hungry, picked up the bonbon dish that lay on the table beside him and ate the pink confection.
In the cut-glass age, when young ladies had persuaded young men with long, curly mustaches to marry them, they sat down several months afterward and wrote thank-you notes for all sorts of cut-glass presents punch-bowls, finger-bowls, dinner-glasses, wine-glasses, ice-cream dishes, bonbon dishes, decanters, and vases for, though cut glass was nothing new in the nineties, it was then especially busy reflecting the dazzling light of fashion from the Back Bay to the fastnesses of the Middle West.
"I guess you two have won Dad's hard heart and no mistake," Jack confided to Judith while they waited for Mr. Nairn, who was speaking to an acquaintance. "I see the favors are 'chien d'or' bonbon dishes," pointing to the quaint little china dishes. "He always presents a copy of 'The Golden Dog' to highly honored visitors."
Ah, but you should read him sympathetically, and, best of all, at a time when you are feeling happy and contented and pleasantly disposed for instance, when you have a bonbon or two in your mouth. Yes, that is the way to read Rataziaev. It is chiefly for his own sake that he writes, and he is to be approved for so doing. Now goodbye, dearest. More I cannot write, for I must hurry away to business.
I, the Marquise Roberta of Grez and Bye, will accord to him an interview and in the language of this United States it will be 'some' interview!" With which resolve I turned to make an answer to the faithful Bonbon at the door. "Where awaits His Excellency, the Gouverneur Faulkner?" I questioned to him. "In the hall at the bottom of the steps," he made reply to me.
"You could not understand, dear. Even your mother cannot quite understand. So we won't ever speak of it again, Drina." The child balanced a bonbon between thumb and forefinger, considering it very gravely. "I know something that mother does not," she said. And as he betrayed no curiosity: "Eileen is in love. I heard her say so." He straightened up sharply, turning to look at her.
Although Bob did not reply he by no means forgot the unprecedented offer, and that the memory of it might be equally fresh in his father's mind he spoke of it once again when the three parted the next morning. "Well, Dad, we're off for the Bonbon World," he called as he passed the library door where his father sat looking over the morning's mail.
The effect of the magic bonbon was still powerful enough to control the poor senator, who stood upon the rear seat of the carriage and danced energetically all the way home, to the delight of the crowd of small boys who followed the carriage and the grief of the sober-minded citizens, who shook their heads sadly and whispered that "another good man had gone wrong."
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