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It was not in his unyellow soul to go back on his word without refunding the money, and a dollar of it was already spent to the "Chinese Fund," to say nothing of sundaes and sodas and whips. So he sat and studied the mountain ahead of him. Suddenly, as the sun, which had been for a long time slipping down behind the mountains at his back, finally disappeared, his face cleared.
Well, say, I've just received an offer here for two whisky and sodas at sixty cents, shall I close with it? All right, gentlemen, Montreal has effected the sale. There you are." "Dreadful, isn't it?" said Mr. Narrowpath. "The sunken, depraved condition of your City of Montreal; actually selling whisky. Deplorable!" and with that he buried his face in the bubbles of the whisky and soda. "Mr.
He was with the Gods ... there on the Olympian heights he drank with them, he sang songs with them, with mighty voices they applauded "Reuben Hallard." He drank in his excitement many whiskies and sodas and soon the white room with its books was like the inside of a golden shell.
After three strong whiskies and sodas a man is apt to relax hold of his discretion.... Anyhow, he jerked me back to my position of host. I made some sort of polite reply. He smiled. "You, my dear Meredyth, like the rest of the country, are half asleep. In a few months' time you'll get the awakening of your life." He began to discourse on the diplomatic situation.
Once in the railway carriage he paid small attention to his wife, but sat rigidly reading his Times, until about midway to their destination he descended at a station and paid a visit to the buffet in the small refreshment room, after which he settled himself to doze in an exceedingly unbecoming attitude, his travelling cap pulled down, his rather heavy face congested with the dark flush Rosalie had not yet learned was due to the fact that he had hastily tossed off two or three whiskies and sodas.
So I just said, "Righto," and we started following the old creek bed, till pretty soon the bushes were so thick that we hit up north of it a little ways and hiked straight over to the houseboat. When we got to the house-boat we lowered the skiff and rowed across to Catskill and mailed the letters. Then we went up the street for a couple of sodas.
They washed the food down with a glass of cider apiece, and stumbled out on the board walk toward home. "Feel's funny, walking after you've had skates on," John commented as they trudged along the dark path. Silvey spoke up, "Say, John." "Yes?" "You know Sid DuPree?" He nodded. "Well, he's trying to cut you out with Louise. Saw her in the corner drug store with him, drinking ice cream sodas."
"What's this I hear about Louise?" "N-nothing." "Been drinking sodas with her again, have you?" "Who told you?" Sid made a futile effort to edge past the inquisitor. "Never mind who. Promise not to do it any more or I'll " He clenched one fist and drew it back threateningly. "Guess I won't," retorted Sid with sudden spirit. "Guess I've got as much right to drink sodas with her as anybody.
"I don't see how I could forget I promised Fred Holmes to play with him. If you want to wait another week for me, I'll give you the money for ice-cream sodas." Grandmother Hastings and Mother Morrison had gone to the city, the girls had company, Molly was lying down with a headache there seemed to be no one to take the children to the matinee.
She would loiter out from the brief enchantment of "Two True Hearts" into the foggy dampness of Market Street, at twilight, eagerly grasping the suggestion of ice-cream sodas, because it meant a few minutes more with her friends.
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