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She was beautiful enough even for him to mate with; she was better born and better trained than he; for old Jacob Aird was none of those irregular geniuses of the pencil, addicted to gin-punch and Shelley, and selfish to the core, but a plain honest man, who had brought up his daughter well in tastes a lady, but housewifely and wisely too.
On a table, which stood between the two dull, filmy windows, were placed a cracked bowl, still reeking with the less of gin-punch, two bottles half full, a mouldy cheese, and a salad dish; on the ground beneath it lay two huge books, and a woman's bonnet.
And a merry night we had too; and as we had no wine in the cupboard, we had plenty of ale, and gin-punch afterwards.
Limmer's was the most dirty hotel in London; but in the gloomy, comfortless coffee-room might be seen many members of the rich squirearchy, who visited London during the sporting season. This hotel was frequently so crowded that a bed could not be obtained for any amount of money; but you could always get a very good plain English dinner, an excellent bottle of port, and some famous gin-punch.
On a table, which stood between the two dull, filmy windows, were placed a cracked bowl, still reeking with the less of gin-punch, two bottles half full, a mouldy cheese, and a salad dish; on the ground beneath it lay two huge books, and a woman's bonnet.
I suppose you're too much of a swell to come and have a bit of supper with an old friend? Charterhouse Lane to-morrow night, some devilish good fellows from Bartholomew's, and some stunning gin-punch. Here's my card." And with this Mr.
He talked a great deal, however, of runs of luck, good and bad; and related to me an infallible plan for breaking all the play-banks in Europe a great number of old tricks; and a vast quantity of gin-punch was consumed on the occasion; so long, in fact, did our conversation continue, that, I confess it with shame, the sentiment, or something stronger, quite got the better of me, and I have, to this day, no sort of notion how our palaver concluded.
'The last was turpentine, and even your brewing didn't make good punch of it. 'You would hardly suspect, Goldmore, that my wife, a Harley Baker, would ever make gin-punch? I think my mother-in-law would commit suicide if she saw her. 'Don't be always laughing at mamma, Raymond, says Mrs. Gray. 'Well, well, she wouldn't die, and I DON'T wish she would.
And you don't make gin-punch, and you don't like it either and Goldmore do you drink your beer out of the glass, or out of the pewter? 'Gracious mercy! ejaculates Croesus once more, as little Polly, taking the pot with both her little bunches of hands, offers it, smiling, to that astonished Director. And so, in a word, the dinner commenced, and was presently ended in a similar fashion.
It is a passion with me, is the desire to do justice. We sat up for a long while, and the Doctor brewed some gin-punch later on, for a change, though I could not taste much difference myself. But it was all good, and we were very happy everybody was so kind. Uncle John told us a very funny story in the course of the evening. Oh, it WAS a funny story!
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