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Then he hid it in the lining of his coat, there being a convenient rent in the inside pocket. "I must not think!" he murmured. "I must not!" He became the hunted man again. He turned a chair upend and placed it under the window. He tipped another in front of the door. On the threshold of the bathroom door he deposited the water carafe and the glasses. His bed was against the connecting door.

Collison had heard her cries and witnessed her fall from the bridge and was coming to investigate. "What in blazes !" Lanyard replied with a gesture of bewilderment: "She was just going below. I'd stopped to light a cigarette, saw nothing to account for this. Wait: I'll fetch water." He darted down the companionway, filled a glass from a silver thermos carafe, and hurried back.

In the middle of every table was a high vase of yellow flowers, and at intervals down each stood china bowls heaped with apples and grapes. A carafe of cider stood at every plate, for Normans are thirsty and their heads strong. Brigit stood in an upper window looking down as the crowd assorted itself and settled down on the benches by the tables.

In the corner near the window was an Ikon of tinsel and wood; a little round marble-topped table offered a dusty carafe of water. A heavy red-plush bell-rope tapped the wall. He sat down in the faded arm-chair and instantly fell asleep. Was the room hypnotic? Why not?

A piece of bread and a carafe of water will satisfy the hunger of any man; but our civilization has brought to light the science of gastronomy. Love has its piece of bread, but it has also its science of loving, that science which we call coquetry, a delightful word which the French alone possess, for that science originated in this country.

He crept softly into the room, making a wide circle, and keeping himself completely in the shadow, till he was behind the sleeping baronet. Then he came towards the lamp-lit table. Amongst the scattered letters and papers, there stood a claret jug, a large carafe of water, and an empty glass. Victor drew close to the table, and listened for some moments to the breathing of the sleeper.

Seated before the little white cloth that bore his supper, with his body at an angle of sixty-seven and a half degrees, he was eating and at the same time running through a pamphlet which rested against the carafe in front of him.

Angela placed on a table a large Bohemian glass and a crystal carafe, and, going over to the divan, while the filibuster puffed several mouthfuls of tobacco, poured out a brimming glass of Muscatel wine and handed it to him with a charmingly graceful air.

We had all sat absorbed, listening to his extraordinary narrative. At the short account of her father's death Miss Morstan had turned deadly white, and for a moment I feared that she was about to faint. She rallied however, on drinking a glass of water which I quietly poured out for her from a Venetian carafe upon the side-table.

Even now a small child in a black smock stood at his door, waiting to fill his carafe with the black wine that had stained its sides to such a beautiful violet hue. "Bonjour, Christophe " "Bonjour, madame." "You want wine?" "Oui, madame." "Then wait a moment and I will get it for thee."

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