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The light was shaded, and at first the tossing figure on the bed was only a misty outline of greys and whites. She walked over, expecting a pillow at any moment and shielding the glass from attack with her hand. "I have brought you another eggnog," she began severely, "and if you spill it " Then she looked down and saw the face on the pillow. To her everlasting credit, Jane did not faint.
The barkeeper was an Italian with a great name, which was Napoleon. I said to him, "Nap, I hear you have sixty dozen eggs on board; suppose you treat me to an eggnog." "Oh, no; me no treat; if you pay, me make some." "If you don't treat me to an eggnog, I will quit buying wine," I said, and walked out. I went to Daniel Findlay, the steward, and told him how stingy old "Nap" was to me.
He had also arrested it in its earlier stages more than once. He plied Madeleine with the good old remedies: eggnog, a raw egg in a glass of sherry, port wine, mellow Bourbon whiskey and cream. She had no desire to recover and he stood over her while she drank his potions lest she pour them down the washstand; and some measure of her strength returned.
"You see, Miss Elsie, I can't never go about my work and finish one thing before I take up another," Kate explained. "I'm up and down these stairs, up and down, up and down, from mornin' till night, a-waitin' on the missus. When it ain't eggnog, it's beef-tea or gruel, and then again it'll be frosted cake, icing that thick, upon my word and honor!
She stopped beating and looked up. "Couldn't I go to the village?" she asked. "They would stop you." "Then I think I know what we can do," she said, giving the eggnog a final whisk. "My people have a summer place on the hill. If you could get there you could telephone to the city." "Could I get in?" "I have a key."
The rooms were crowded, and the equipages of the guests packed not only South Park but Third Street a block north and south. Madeleine sat at the end of the long double room behind a table and served the eggnog. The men hovered about her, not, as commonly, in unqualified admiration, or passed on the goblets, slices of the monumental cakes, and Peter Job's famous cream pie.
I telt yon vat, gal! said the old German, good-humoredly ; if I vas as I vas ven I servit mit his grand-fader on ter lakes, ter lazy tog shouldnt vin ter prize as for nottin. Come, come, old Fritz, said the Judge; you are seventy, not seventeen; Richard waits for you with a bowl of eggnog, in the hall.
"Don't rise," she said, putting her hand on his shoulder, and pointing to his father. "Drink this first." She handed him an eggnog. "Now take your tea." There was a quiet authority about her that compelled obedience. He ate in silence while she stood beside him.
The remains of the night's revel lay on the larger table and the serving tables: a half empty silver dish of terrapin, caked over with cold grease; portion of a ham with the bone showing; empty and partly filled glasses and china cups from which the toddies and eggnog had been drunk.
"No, Miss Rena, I don' keer fer nothin' I did n' come over ter eat r'al'y I didn't." "Nonsense, Frank, there's plenty of it. I have no appetite, and you shall have my portion." She brought him a slice of cake and a glass of eggnog. When Mis' Molly, a minute later, came out upon the piazza, Frank left the yard and walked down the street toward the old canal.
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