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'It might get a man a professorship, said Merton. 'There are so many of us, of them, I mean, said Miss Willoughby, and Merton gave a small sigh. 'Not much larkiness here, he thought, and asked a transient waiter for champagne. Miss Willoughby drank a little of the wine: the colour came into her face. 'By Jove, she's awfully handsome, thought Merton.
Oh! it's nothing to boast of, but we did drink them under the table, it can't be denied. Janet heard of it. Hulloa! you talk of a hunting-knife. What do you say to a pair of skates? Here we are in for a frost of six weeks. It strikes me, a pair of skates... This was the champagne in Temple. In me it did not bubble to speech, and I soon drew him on at a pace that rendered conversation impossible.
Before the birds appeared and the champagne had ceased to make its circle, he felt that he was now at home again, and that the term of his wandering away from society was one of folly. He felt the joy and vigour of a creature returned to his element. Why had he ever quitted it? Already he looked back upon Dahlia from a prodigious distance.
He would merely be changing the location of a mass of bones, but his body, his physical semblance all that had contributed to the charm of his personality would be mixed with the earth. The son of the rich Desnoyers would have become an inseparable part of a poor field in Champagne. Ah, the pity of it all! And for this, had he worked so hard and so long to accumulate his millions? . . .
"A friend of his came last night to Moore's Hotel, where Hal boards, and wishing to do the generous host Hal ordered champagne and claret for supper, in his room, and got drunker than a fool. It always lasts him a day or two, so he is gone up for to-night." Richard had no time to waste in words upon Harry Clifford, and after hearing the story started for his boarding-place.
He caught the idea in a moment, that the Austrians had been badly fooled. I felt really sorry for the poor little fellow. His eyes filled with tears, his lip trembled. He was a gallant boy and we all felt sorry for him. Count Saxe had him conducted to Gaston Cheverny's vacant room, sent him some champagne, and assured him that his conduct should be brought to the attention of Prince Eugene.
Gallosh, who was mellowing rapidly under the influence of his own champagne. "I'm verra glad to see you know good folks when you meet them. What do you think now of the English?" Having previously assured himself that his audience was neat Scotch, the polished Austrian unblushingly replied
We were in the betting-room, and there was Harry Hill, my genial old friend, who had advised me to take care, and never to bet, "because we know our business better than you do." Alas! amidst the hubbub and excitement, to say nothing of the joviality of everybody and the excellence of the champagne, I said in a brave tone, "Come now, Mr.
But he ate and drank a good deal; the food was always good, but still you did not get caviar and plovers' eggs every day. His face grew redder and redder, and then his head began to swim. At last his health was drunk in champagne, and Braumüller, the oldest partner, a very jovial man, had amused himself by filling the boy's glass again and again.
Great shops filled with luxurious things, famous restaurants, women, champagne, money. . . . And the men, flattered that their commanders were stooping to chat with them, forgot fatigue and hunger, reviving like the throngs of the Crusade before the image of Jerusalem. "Nach Paris!" The joyous shout circulated from the head to the tail of the marching columns. "To Paris! To Paris!"
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