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Manderson's fishing-rods and such things, so that he could slip it on after dinner without going upstairs." "Leaving the dinner-jacket in the cupboard?" "Yes, sir. The housemaid used to take it upstairs in the morning." "In the morning," Trent repeated slowly. "And now that we are speaking of the morning, will you tell me exactly what you know about that. I understand that Mr.
Luttrell looked curiously at his companion, wondering what manner of man he had been in his twenties. Hardiman answered the look with a laugh. "Oh, I, too, had my ambitions once." Luttrell folded the cablegram which Hardiman had written out and placed it in the breast pocket of his dinner-jacket. "I will talk to Stella to-night at dinner.
So I remember this hidden evil of Egbert Floud's and that the crowd has gone there; and while I'm deciding to give in and gratify my morbid curiosity, here comes Cousin Egbert himself, romping along in his dinner-jacket suit and tan shoes, like a wild mustang. "What was I telling you?" he demands. "Didn't I tell you the rest of this show was going to die standing up?
"Glum!" echoed the smooth-haired young man in the perfectly fitting dinner-jacket and black tie. "I really didn't know that I looked glum," and then, straightening himself, he looked across the table
For a few moments they hesitated, standing in the strong illumination of the lamp on Mordaunt's car that picked out their faces against the dark. Jake wore an American dinner-jacket, Carrie a thin evening dress, and she had no hat. Dick noted that her hands were clenched and her mouth worked.
"They would also agree with me," he retorted, "if they had time to go into the reconstruction of the future that we are contemplating." At this juncture Marigold came in with the decanters and syphons. I noticed his one eye harden on the velvet dinner-jacket. He fidgeted about the room, threw a log on the fire, drew the curtains closer, always with an occasional malevolent glance at the jacket.
Through the open door came a ravishing odor, that of a filet a la Chateaubriand; the purely animal instincts reasserted themselves, and I picked up the gardenia blossom that lay beside the letter and stuck it into the button-hole of my dinner-jacket. I looked down at the table, and it seemed to me that the ten-thousand-dollar note and the pistol had disappeared.
Each moved in the same kind of way, slow and deliberate; each spoke quietly on rather a low note, and used as few words as possible. Each, just now, wore a short braided dinner-jacket of precisely the same cut. For the rest, they were quite unlike.
Alexander H. Pike, wearing a dinner-jacket newly ironed by his man-slave, and with a soft hat crushed jauntily down over the right ear, was pacing back and forth in the main corridor of the Hotel de l'Europe waiting for the dread summons to the table d'hote. He had to admit to himself that his nerves seemed to be about as taut as piano wires.
Soames, who held that torn letter in a hand thrust deep into the side-pocket of his dinner-jacket, said: "I'm going to shut the window; the damp's lifting in." He did so, and stood looking at a David Cox adorning the cream-panelled wall close by. What was she thinking of? He had never understood a woman in his life except Fleur and Fleur not always! His heart beat fast.
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