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He pushed by her roughly, but she held on to his sleeve. "It must wait. Listen to me." "I won't." "You shall. He's dead." "Dead!" He reeled back to the table and poured out another glassful with a shaking hand. 'Lizabeth noticed that this time he added no water. "He died to-night," she explained; "but he's been ailin' for a year past, an' took to his bed back in October."
"Dear God!" she said anxiously. "Sure, he is in love again!" Christophe roared with laughter. He hurled his napkin into the air. "In love?..." he cried. "Oh! Lord!... but no! I've had enough! You can be easy on that score. That is done, done, forever!... Ouf!" He drank a glassful of water. Louisa looked at him, reassured, wagged her head, and smiled. "That's a drunkard's pledge," she said.
The senior of them took an ordinary glassful of wine and some bread, and they knelt together, and asked God to bless the sacred rite. They rose, and the senior administered to each, using the beautiful words of the Church of England Communion Service.
In Evelina's absence considerable draughts had been drawn from it by invalid neighbours; but a glassful of the precious liquid still remained. "Here, drink this right off it'll warm you up quicker than anything," Ann Eliza said. Evelina obeyed, and a slight spark of colour came into her cheeks. She turned to the custard pie and began to eat with a silent voracity distressing to watch.
She collapsed with a cry of despair, for he had held the flaming paper above her reach, and its ashes were now scattering on the floor. "You will let me give you some wine?" he said quietly, and poured out a glassful. Madelinette was faint, and, sitting down, she drank the wine feebly, then leaned her head against the back of the chair, her face turned from Fournel.
Boil it, adding some washed and chopped mushrooms and a little cream. Put the filets on a dish and pour them over the sauce. Leave it about a quarter of an hour in the oven, so that it becomes slightly browned. Brown two onions in butter, and add a spray of parsley, half a pound of tomatoes and a claret glassful of white wine. Let this simmer for half an hour, and then pass it through the tammy.
It struck him as a pleasant trait in his dead friend, thus to have dispensed in charity that wine which doubtless had gone beyond its age, and become unfit for the Fellows' palates. He drew a glassful and tasted it. The first sip was a revelation. He returned to his rooms, wrote a score of letters inviting to dinner all the acknowledged connoisseurs of other colleges.
I stood in the doorway hesitating. "Don't stay letting in that monstrous draught, man; but sit down. You'll find the bottle on the table and a glass on the shelf." I poured out a glassful and drank it off. I took another glass, and sat sipping it and staring from the fire to my companion. He had taken up the flute again, and was blowing a few deep notes out of it, thoughtfully enough.
He would give me notice on the spot. Bob came in. He is a great hulking fellow who is always on the grin. Tress had a decanter of brandy in his hand. He filled a tumbler with the neat spirit. "Bob, what would you say to a glassful of brandy the real thing my boy?" "Thank you, sir." "And what would you say to a pull at a pipe when the brandy is drunk!" "A pipe?"
Sikes seized the glass, and threw the remainder of its contents into the ashes: as a preparatory ceremony to filling it again for himself: which he did at once. The Jew glanced round the room, as his companion tossed down the second glassful; not in curiousity, for he had seen it often before; but in a restless and suspicious manner habitual to him.
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