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'An' since 'twas very clear we drank only ginger-beer, Faith, there must ha'been some stingo in the ginger. Come back, you maniac. I'm going to take you home, and you're going to lie down. CAPT. G. What on earth do I want to lie down for? CAPT. M. Give me a light from your cheroot and see. CAPT. M. You are. I'll get you a peg and you'll go to sleep.
I suggested. "No, no. I can't wait. I never could. It's horrid having to wait. Here, I know. It's lunch-time, and we're here. Let's go into Polly Hopley's and eat cakes and drink ginger-beer till it's time to go." "Very well," I said, willingly enough, for walking had made me thirsty. "I haven't got any money, but Polly will trust me." "I've got some," I ventured to observe.
"Not even a glass of beer?" "Only ginger-beer. Alcohols are strictly forbidden. We have tea and coffee and milk. But most of our customers prefer the pure liquid. As for eating, sir, anything you order, in reason." Kenelm shook his head and was retreating, when the boy, who had sprung from the gig and overheard the conversation, cried petulantly, "What does it signify? Who wants fermented liquors?
"Hullo," said Bob, with a cheerfulness rather over-done in his anxiety to show Burgess, the man, that he did not hold him responsible in any way for the distressing acts of Burgess, the captain. "Take a pew. Don't these studies get beastly hot this weather. There's some ginger-beer in the cupboard. Have some?" "No, thanks. I say, Bob, look here, I want to see you." "Well, you can, can't you?
"Did he really?" "Oh, you've no idea how tired he grew of flannel and ginger-beer! Many a time he's said to me, 'My boy, learn to take what's set before you, even at an alderman's table. Ah, his was a generous creed, Miss Wallingford!" "Yes, I suppose it was," said Julia submissively.
"White beer" is only made in Berlin; it is not unlike our ginger-beer, and is pleasant enough. The orthodox way of ordering it in Berlin is to ask the waiter for "eine kuhle Blonde."
"Do what you like dine where you please go and have ginger-beer and sawdust at Astley's, or psalm-singing with Lady Jane only don't expect me to busy myself with the boy. I have your interests to attend to, as you can't attend to them yourself. I should like to know where you would have been now, and in what sort of a position in society, if I had not looked after you."
Saddlebank's pertinacity in withholding the cool ginger-beer and the apples offended us deeply; we should have conspired against him had we reposed confidence in our legs and our tongues. Twilight was around us. The tramp-children lay in little bundles in one tent; another was being built by the women and the girl.
It was a tawdry affair, all Cupids and cornucopias, like a third-rate wedding-cake. The gallery and pit were fairly full, but the two rows of dingy stalls were quite empty, and there was hardly a person in what I suppose they called the dress-circle. Women went about with oranges and ginger-beer, and there was a terrible consumption of nuts going on."
"Ah, but you mustn't spend that. You've got to help pay for the gun. Come on. Here, Polly, two bottles of ginger-beer, and sixpenn'orth of bis I say, got any fresh gingerbread?" This was to a stoutish, dark-eyed woman of about one-and-twenty, as we entered the cottage, in one of whose windows there was a shelf with a row of bottles of sweets and a glass jar of biscuits.
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