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Updated: June 18, 2025
It was the recollection of the dress suit that had given Missy her inspiration. To be sure, in England, butlers were seldom "coloured," but in Cherry vale one had to make some concessions. The butler was wearing his dress suit as he came bearing the oyster cocktails. "Hello, Snowball!" greeted Raymond Bonner, genially. "Didn't know you were invited to-night." Snowball? what a gosherie!
We're not on a battleship, you know. You will find my quarters a little cramped, I'm afraid." They drank cocktails cheerfully, and afterwards Geraldine exclaimed, taking a long breath. "If Olive weren't so fearfully in love, she'd be suffocated." Granet paused and looked before him with a puzzled frown. "What in heaven's name is this?"
There was a little spot of colour, even, in her sallow cheeks. She was unmistakably angry. "I'd like to know who you are and what you think yourself to make a woman look like that?" she wound up. The waiter entered with the cocktails and began to lay the cloth for dinner. Philip paced the room uneasily until he had gone.
Thereafter he and Bridges maintained a mutual coolness, until one day the leading juvenile, warmed by cocktails, melted, and addressed the old man familiarly by his nickname. "Old fellow," said Bridges, over a cafe table, "when I come to play Hamlet, I'll send for you to act Poor Yorick. You'd do it well. You're always best, you know, in parts that don't require you to come on the stage at all."
Well, he ordered cocktails, and he 'dear boyed' Bill, and they sat down to dinner. Then he began to taffy the 'Protest, he said that the railroad men were all talking about it, and he asked Bill what he valued it at. Bill said it wasn't for sale. I can imagine just how graciously he said it, too! Well, old Mr.
But I remember once in New York going to a theatre and seeing Booth act William Shakespeare's Macbeth; and not twenty minutes later, after all the ghosts and murderings, I happened into a restaurant, and saw the same man drinking cocktails and eating Blue Point oysters with twice my appetite too. And Booth was at the very top of his profession."
She knew only one way to handle men, and with the stake of the Spencer money she tried every lure of her experience on Graham. It was always Marion who on cold nights sat huddled against him in the back seat of the Hayden's rather shabby car, her warm ungloved hand in his. It was Marion who taught him to mix the newest of cocktails, and who later praised his skill.
I have no doubt that your cocktails are excellent but I never seem to have acquired the habit. What do you put in them?" "Oh! just both sorts of vermouth and gin, and a dash of something to give it a flavour," Granet explained carelessly. Thomson touched a small black bottle, smelt it and put it down. "What's that?" he asked. "A mixture of absinth and some West Indian bitters," Granet replied.
It rarely was tea; Nancy wondered that even the women did not care for tea. They sometimes drank it, and crunched cinnamon toast, after card parties, but on Saturdays and Sundays, when men were in the group, stronger drinks were the fashion, cocktails and highballs, or a bowl of punch.
I've tried drowning my thoughts with cocktails and dope, but always when it wore off there would be the Presence of God pursuing me! Do you mean to tell me there is forgiveness for me with Him?" Her breath was coming in painful gasps as she screamed out the words as the nurse leaned over and gave her a quieting draught.
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