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Updated: May 15, 2025
It is no joke to go down a strange church-tower in the dark, but the keeper helped them only, Cyril had to be independent because of the soda-water syphon. It would keep trying to get away. Half-way down the ladder it all but escaped. Cyril just caught it by its spout, and as nearly as possible lost his footing.
He was deep in an arm-chair, with his legs stuck up on the seat of another, and he was blowing rather agitated puffs of smoke into the room from an expensive cigar, for which he had not paid. Costin was mixing a whisky-and-soda at the table, and just for an instant the syphon jerked, sending a stream of soda-water over the cloth. "Yes, sir; certainly, sir; to to Miss Farrow, I presoom, sir."
He was effusive over the introduction to Gertie, showing his perfect teeth, and expressing the hope that she would not have to leave on Monday. The gardener brought a tumbler on a tray, and a syphon. "At this time of the day?" said Mrs. Douglass, glancing at the contents of the glass.
The first chamber has also a vertical valve and pipe. When the tap of the outlet leg is turned, the water flows as in an ordinary syphon, but owing to the rapid automatic opening and shutting of the valve in the first chamber about 45 per cent of the water is diverted, and may be raised to a height of many feet above the top of the syphon.
He rose and went to the window, shutting it and drawing the curtain back neatly into position. Then he crossed the room slowly and laid his hand for an instant on Craven's shoulder with a quick firm pressure that conveyed more than words. "Sit down," he said gruffly, and going back to the little table splashed some whisky into a glass and held it under the syphon.
We are all of us alone, whether we know it or not; you said so yourself. And it's better to realize it stark and unconfused. Besides, you have no idea what what odd things.... There may be; there IS something on the other side. I'll win through to that. Mr Bethany had been listening attentively. He scrambled up from his knees with a half-empty syphon of sodawater.
Rounding a dining-table, P. Sybarite stole softly on, and paused, listening, just within the threshold. From some uncertain quarter presumably the lighted room he could hear a sound, very slight: so slight that it seemed guarded, but none the less unmistakable: the hiss of carbonated water squirting from a syphon into a glass.
"You will leave directly I receive his letter. I shall arrange with the headmaster that you are withdrawn privately " "Not the sack?" "Withdrawn privately. You will not go to school to-morrow. Do you understand? That is all. Have you anything to say?" Wyatt reflected. "No, I don't think " His eye fell on a tray bearing a decanter and a syphon. "Oh, yes," he said.
He liked to talk to a man of his own stamp, with whom he could argue upon equal terms; but not to a woman who had steeped her mind in the wisdom and poetry of the past. He stifled a yawn every now and then, in that half-hour of waiting, longing to go back to the dining-room and refresh his parched lips with the contents of a syphon dashed with brandy.
There stood the easy-chair in which he had left Elphick; there, close by it, but pushed aside, as if by a hurried hand, was the little table with its spirit case, its syphon, its glass, in which stale liquid still stood; there was the novel, turned face downwards; there, upon the novel, was Elphick's pipe. But the rest of the room was in dire confusion.
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