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He liked now to work himself up, to lose nothing of what was going on around, to share in the talk, and, until the next headache came, to live. He wallowed in the joy of reaching harbour. Such rapid progress did he make that they began, in a few days, to treat him as a rational human being. They allowed him meat, and once, owing to a mistake on the part of the young Hurrier, a whisky-and-soda.
"Have they gone, Horace?" she asked, following him into the dining-room. Parker selected a cigar from Freddie's humidor, crackled it against his ear, smelt it, clipped off the end, and lit it. He took the decanter and filled his wife's glass, then mixed himself a whisky-and-soda. "Happy days!" said Parker. "Yes, they've gone!" "I didn't see her ladyship." "You didn't miss much!
But if I pretended in this house to be a kind of abbot, and glided about in a cassock with a gold cross round my neck, conferring a benediction on everyone, and then retired to my room to read a French novel and to drink whisky-and-soda, that would be a very unpleasant pose indeed!" We all implored Father Payne to adopt it, and he said he would give it his serious consideration.
Frequent calls for whisky-and-soda, added to a nice taste for champagne at dinner, left the Captain in that maudlin condition in which a man is first cousin to all the world at once garrulous and effusive and generally undesirable.
A cannel-coal mine near Bolton in Lancashire with a perpendicular shaft, twelve hundred feet deep. The very place to do your work. It's yours from to-day, and if the thing comes off, Papa Parmenter shall give a couple of hundred thousand dowry instead of buying the mine. I don't think he'll kick at that. Now, let's go back and have a whisky-and-soda. I've got to be off recruiting to-morrow."
Ayling looked at the old man in astonishment. "Do you remember me?" he asked. The old waiter, schooled to remember at first glance if he remembered at all, looked afresh at Ayling. "I see so many faces, sir I couldn't just at the moment say " "And I suppose," said Ayling, "you've brought me whisky-and-soda here, to this very chair, no end of times. What's your name?" "Chedsey, sir."
Their guns were thrust into the hedge that skirted the neat garden at the back. Major Bullivant gave me welcome, and read extracts from Sir Douglas Haig's report on the Fifth Army Retreat his 'Times' had just reached him. He asked the doctor whether it was too early for a whisky-and-soda, and showed us a Boche barometer, his latest war trophy.
"I think we'll call back and have that whisky-and-soda Major Bullivant offered us before we resume our journey." "We'll take a trip up to the 'O.P. this morning," said the colonel to me at breakfast on October 28th. The wind was sufficiently drying to make walking pleasant, and to tingle the cheeks. The sun was a tonic; the turned-up earth smelt good.
It was his favourite room, his smoking-room, his reading-room, and his office. He had been for a long ride, and was now lying back in an easy chair, with a long whisky-and-soda by his side, reading the Pall Mall Gazette. In literature his taste was blameless. Holloway, ushering William Roper into the room, said: "William Roper, m'lord," and withdrew.
She asked me so many questions about ..." he coloured and hurried on "... about everything, that by the time I'd finished answering them dinner was over!" "I see." Owen accepted the plate Barry handed him. "Well, you're looking very fit, Barry. How's things?" "Oh, fair." Barry paused in the act of pouring out a whisky-and-soda.
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