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"When did you come up?" he asked. "Only yesterday," answered Honora. "New York," said Mr. Spence, producing a gold cigarette case on which his monogram was largely and somewhat elaborately engraved, "New York is played out this time of year isn't it? I dropped in at Sherry's last night for dinner, and there weren't thirty people there."
Fane; awf'fly jolly to collide this way. Would you mind if " "You," interrupted Rosamund, "ought to be downtown unless you've concluded to retire and let Wall Street go to smash. What are you pretending to do in Sherry's at this hour, you very dreadful infant?" "I've been lunching with Mr. Neergard and would you mind "
And I'd go about with my friends and I'd have gowns fitted, and I'd have tea at Sherry's, and I'd shop and go to matinees and to the Exchange, and I'd be elected a member of the Commonwealth Club and play basket-ball there, and swim, and lunch and and then have another fitting " "Is that what you'd do with your liberty?" he sneered. "Well, I don't wonder old Tappan doesn't give you any money."
And she began to look up to him in a new way, but with the worldly eyes, not with the mild or the passionate eyes of the spirit. Others, too, were impressed by the change in Claude. After the luncheon at Sherry's Mrs. Shiffney said, with a sort of reluctance, to Charmian: "The air of America seems to agree with your composer.
It didn't make me any better to learn who my father was. It made me wiser, that's all. How's your father?" After this night Graydon saw the old man often. They dined together occasionally in the small cafes on the West Side. Droom could not, for some reason known only to himself, be induced to go to Sherry's again.
Give him a pal and a coupla lively girls, say from the Ladies' Tailor-Made Department, good-lookers and real dressers; that was his idea of a dinner, though he'd never tried it at Sherry's. Not that he couldn't if he felt like it. How much did they stick you for a good feed-out with a cocktail and maybe a bottle of Italian Red? Well, of course, that depended on which way was Wickert going?
"All I know," said Tommy Burt, "is that every Monday, which is his day off, he dines at Sherry's, and goes in lonely glory to a first-night, if there is one, afterward. It must have been costing him half of his week's salary." "Swelled head, sure," diagnosed Decker, the financial reporter of The Ledger.
And so we could afford to be gay and confident at our midday meal in the hills bordering the broad highway. We even went so far as to arrange for a jolly reunion in New York City at no distant day! I remember distinctly that we were to dine at Sherry's. To me, the day seemed a long way off.
She walked several blocks a few yards behind this woman, then hurried ahead of her, turned and walked toward her to inspect the front of the dress. She repeated this several times between the St. Regis and Sherry's. The woman soon realized, as women always do, what the girl in the shirtwaist and short skirt was about.
He was still living in the morning and I left him at times to help look after other patients, because the nurses simply couldn't get around fast enough. One of the men I waited on was a friend of Sherry's, a Y.M.C.A. man. He said that Sherry was being sent back to America to give a series of lectures.
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