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"Half an hour before lunch," said his new companion, and then, catching sight of someone: "Hullo, Jack, you back? Never saw you on the boat. Did you ..." His voice trailed off as he crossed the room. Peter looked around a little disconsolately. Then he made his way to a huge lounge-chair and threw himself into it. All about him was a subdued chatter.
Before the sofa, on a round table, covered with a clean cloth, towered a huge china coffee-pot, filled with fragrant chocolate, and encircled by cups, decanters of liqueur, biscuits and rolls, and even flowers; six slender wax candles were burning in two old-fashioned silver chandeliers; on one side of the sofa, a comfortable lounge-chair offered its soft embraces, and in this chair they made Sanin sit.
The apartment was spacious and comfortable, thickly carpeted, with heavy furniture and gilding. Before the long window were drawn curtains of dark green plush, and on one side was the high stove of white porcelain with shining brass bands, while from her low lounge-chair a slim wan figure sprang up quickly and came forward to greet me, holding out both her hands and smiling happily.
"Bless me, my dear," said the Colonel, struggling to his feet, and kissing his niece upon the forehead, "what a memory you have got! It will get you into trouble some day." "I daresay me, or somebody else. But history repeated itself, uncle, that is all. The same sleepy Me in a lounge-chair, the same hot day, the same blue-bottle, and the same You scolding the same Daddy about the same window.
Mervill leave her lounge-chair and seat herself circumspectly on a more upright one. Michael did not sit down; he wandered about, speaking to her abruptly and unhappily at brief intervals. She was answering one of his questions when Margaret Lampton, flushed and radiant with the excitement of dancing, came upon the scene; her partner was a little behind her. Mrs.
That some deep and ingenious game was in progress I felt certain, but what it was I had no idea. Blythe was smartly dressed in a grey flannel suit and white shoes the costume de rigueur on the Riviera and as he smoked his cigar, easily reclining in the wicker lounge-chair, he presented the complete picture of the English aristocrat "putting in" a month or two for sunshine.
"I had a mighty good time doing it, my dear. Why, the things you said, and the way you acted while I was doing it for you you've no idea how nice they were. You sat just " "Oh, that was why the book was on the window-seat, and the other things " "That was why," nodded Francis. "And the stool close up to the lounge-chair " He nodded. "You lay there and I sat by you on the stool," he said.
She was sitting in a cane lounge-chair, listless, pale, and weary-eyed. As he entered she gave him one swift glance and then looked away. "Do you wish to see me, Mrs. Eustace?" he asked in a cold, formal voice. She did not reply at once, but sat with her head bowed and her hands loosely clasped in her lap. "If you will say what you wish to as quickly as you can, I shall be obliged," he said.
Hawkes gestured Alan to a seat; Alan chose a green lounge-chair with quivering springs and stretched out. He did not want to go to sleep; he wanted to stay up half the night and talk. The gambler busied himself at the bar a moment and returned with two drinks. Alan looked at the glass a moment: the drink was bright yellow in color, sparkling. He sipped it.
Freddy returned to his hut and flung himself down in a cane lounge-chair in as cool a spot as he could find. He picked up a French novel and lit a cigarette.
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