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Updated: May 15, 2025
The judge was lying among the pillows of his bed, his eyes closed, his great head motionless. There was a bowl of yellow chrysanthemums on a table beside him, and near it Mrs. Burwell was measuring dark drops into a wineglass. She looked up with a smile of welcome that cast a cheerful light about the room.
They had been given franchises and concessions and privileges of every description; they had been showered with honours and decorations; they were welcome guests on every occasion; city streets had been named after leading German residents; time and time again, both at private dinners and public banquets, they had asserted, wineglass in hand, their loyalty and devotion to the city which was their home.
Then she began to chatter and to eat both as fast as possible now laughing at her own English or at David's French, and now laying down her knife and fork that she might look at Louie with an intent professional look which contrasted oddly with the wild freedom of her talk and movements. Suddenly she took up a wineglass and held it out to David with a piteous childish gesture.
Like bad brandy or what the Spaniards call madre de vino and use for bringing light wine up to strength." Then Bethune took the glass from him and drained the last drops. "I think it is madre de vino. Pretty heady stuff and that glass would hold a lot." Stuyvesant nodded, for it was not a wineglass but a small tumbler.
Along the U-shaped table, the subdued clatter of dinnerware and the buzz of conversation was dying out; the soft music that drifted down from the overhead sound outlets seemed louder as the competing noises diminished. The feast was drawing to a close, and Dallona of Hadron fidgeted nervously with the stem of her wineglass as last-moment doubts assailed her.
Tell me something more about the animalcula that cause the phosphorescence yonder making the top of each wave look like a fringe of fire. It is true that they are little round things that look like jelly so small that it takes one hundred and seventy, all in a row, to make an inch; and that a wineglass can hold millions of them?" "I do not feel well enough to-night to talk about animalcula.
Hamilton lounged, fingering the stem of his wineglass, gazing down the table at one face after another and studying the various degrees of self-consciousness they exhibited. Imogen's eyes followed his, fearfully.
The aged Judge gave a conciliatory murmur-he had a fine persuasive voice. "You would never be sorry for what you have done if you had known his daughter his Zoe. It's the thought of her that keeps him going. He wants the place to be just as she left it when she comes back." "Well, well, let's hope it will. I'm giving him a chance," replied M. Mornay with his wineglass raised.
There is no physical or mental gift with which the Lord has not blessed you, and to fill the measure to overflowing, he permitted you to win a beautiful and virtuous wife of noble lineage." "And allowed glorious daughters to grow up in your famous home," cried little Dr. Eberbach, waving his wineglass enthusiastically.
I was frightened out of my wits, and dared not raise my eyes higher than the top of my wineglass, lest I should be asked my opinion of some book or subject of which I had never even heard, and in trying to appear well-educated, make as horrible a blunder as poor Madame Talleyrand committed, when she talked to Denon about his man Friday, believing that he wrote 'Robinson Crusoe. At that time I had never read either Mill or Ruskin; but my profound reverence for the wisdom of your opinions taught me how shamefully ignorant I was, and thus, to fit myself for your companionship, I immediately bought their books.
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