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And then came those delicious desserts followed by fruits and nuts which had been especially kept as the crown of the feast to accompany the final coffee-cup. Again the afternoon was spent in the garden, while the babies slept in the shade under the eye of the respective mothers.
Heathcote ate more quickly than ever before in his life, although he found time for caustic criticism of the hotel accommodations in Red Cloud. Just as he put down his half-emptied coffee-cup the train blew a warning whistle. "That engineer is at least three minutes ahead of time," said Barton. "He's a lively fellow," said Hobart.
We follow him through the illustrations, which are, in many instances, a delightful enhancement to the text as he stands there, with his gentle eyelid, coarse moustache, and foolish chin, bringing up Becky's coffee-cup with a kind of dumb fidelity; or looking down at little Rawdon with a more than paternal tenderness.
"I shall be quite protected," said I, "by the dynamic qualities of your acquaintance, Professor Anastasius Papadopoulos, with whom I have promised to spend the evening." "You had better have the revolver," said the Colonel. And so bent was he on the point, that after dinner he came to me in the lounge and laid a loaded six-shooter beside my coffee-cup. The younger Miss Bostock grew pale.
As if to shake off the hypnotism, he set down his plate and coffee-cup, went to the sled, and began opening the dried-fish sack. "Hey!" Shorty expostulated. "What 'r' you doin'?" "Breaking all law, custom, precedent, and trail usage," Smoke replied. "I'm going to feed the dogs in the middle of the day just this once. They've worked hard, and that last pull to the top of the divide is before them.
Cavendish who had hidden it, but I had to make sure. Monsieur Lawrence did not know at all what I meant; but, on reflection, he came to the conclusion that if he could find an extra coffee-cup anywhere his lady love would be cleared of suspicion. And he was perfectly right." "One thing more. What did Mrs. Inglethorp mean by her dying words?"
There Amy checked herself and tried to hide her face behind her coffee-cup, for Casimer looked up in a way that made her heart flutter and her cheeks burn. "Sorry for it, Amy; but go we must, so enjoy your last week with all your might, and come again next year."
On the table before her stood an empty coffee-cup and an empty liqueur-glass. She looked at me with a little grimace. "At last!" she exclaimed. "It is the gentleman whom mademoiselle was expecting?" Leon asked discreetly. "Certainly," she answered. "You may go, Leon." We were alone. She gave me her fingers, which I raised to my lips. "Mademoiselle," I said, "I owe you a thousand apologies.
But Paul was capricious, and Virginia was growing too old to be thee-and-thou'd, a fact which seemed to produce a sort of embarrassment in their relations. Victor went successively to Morlaix, to Dunkirk, and to Brighton; whenever he returned from a trip he would bring her a present. The first time it was a box of shells; the second, a coffee-cup; the third, a big doll of ginger-bread.
The glass of wine that father made me drink only seemed to make my thoughts spin faster, wondering what could be going on since by father's manner, and the message he had given Perez I felt sure it must be something unusual. When dessert had been put on, and Lee had gone out, leaving us alone there opposite each other, I thought, "Now it's coming." Father had set down his coffee-cup untasted.
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