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Again she filled the cup with the sparkling water, for it did sparkle, like that French liqueur in which are mingled little flakes of gold, and handed it to me. I bowed to her and drank. I suppose the fluid was water, but to me it tasted more like strong champagne, dashed with Chateau Yquem. It was delicious. More, its effects were distinctly peculiar.

"To my taste, a Château Yquem, with that delicate flavor which leaves the palate fresh Frenchmen call it the sève " "Sir, I perceive that you have a taste. Singularly enough, I have a bottle of Château Yquem in my sideboard." So the meal was a success. An under gardener lent Furneaux a bicycle.

"I trust to see you there." "You shall," I said heartily, and bade him good-night. In the week that followed, I saw a good deal of Martigny. I would meet him on the stairs or in the hall; he came again to see me, and I returned his visit two nights later, upon which occasion he produced two bottles of Château Yquem of a delicacy beyond all praise.

Malaga: A wine of high repute. Sweet and powerful. A peculiar flavor is given to it through the addition of a small quantity of burned wine. Marsala: Is a golden wine of most agreeable color and aroma. Sauterne: Is a white Bordeaux, a strong luscious wine, the best known varieties being: Chateau Yquem: Remarkable for its rich and velvety softness. Barsac: Rich and good.

A few evenings ago, for instance," he went on, with a reminiscent smile, "I drank Chateau Yquem, smoked Egyptian cigarettes, ate some muscatel grapes, and read 'Pippa Passes. That was one of my banquets." "As a matter of fact," Immelan remarked thoughtfully, "you are far more western in thought than in habit. The temperance of the East is in your blood."

There was no champagne, but other wines were served in their due order, the quality of which Arnold appreciated, although more than one was strange to him. With the removal of the last course, fruit was placed upon the table, with a decanter of Chateau Yquem. On a small table near was a brass pot of coffee and a flask of green liqueur. Sabatini pushed the cigarettes towards his companion.

It seemed a pity that somewhere about the inn, deep in some long disused cellar, there were not a few just a few bottles of old wine, a half-dozen port of 1815, one or two squat bottles of Madeira brought over by men who knew Washington, an Yquem of '48, a Margaux of '58, a Johannisberger Cabinet not forgetting the "Auslese" of '61, with a few bottles of Romani Conti and Clos de Vougeot of '69 or '70, not to exceed two or three dozen all told; not a plebeian among them, each the chosen of its race, and all so well understood that the very serving would carry one back to colonial days, when to offer a guest a glass of Madeira was a subtle tribute to his capacity and appreciation.

"Not in Roxton. I defy you to produce a cook in this village that shall compare with our Eliza of the White Horse." "Sir, my thoughts do not dwell on viands. True, I ate with a butler, but I drank wine with a connoisseur. It was a Château Yquem of the eighties." "Then you should be in expansive mood. Before you demand with a scowl why I shot Mr.

The results were admirable, for in a little time the table in the waiting-room had been transformed into a dining-table, and Tom and I were ravenously devouring a big omelette, and bread and cheese, and drinking a most shocking sour wine as though it were Château Yquem.

He cared not a brass farthing for Moroni's Château Yquem, nor for the wondrously studied repast which he would doubtless find prepared for him at that celebrated establishment in St. James's Street; not a farthing as compared with the chance of meeting so great a man as Lord Moles. And Lord Chiltern's friends might probably be just the men whom he would not desire to know.