She spread an amazing array of ham and chicken sandwiches, crab salad, hard-boiled eggs, pickled pigs' feet, ripe olives and dill pickles, Swiss cheese, salted almonds
, oranges and bananas, and several pint bottles of beer.
Tulliver, pleadingly, "drink your wine, and let me give you some almonds
You'll be glad to spend another shilling or so, in almond
cakes, I dare say?
Feeling himself so smitten, he imagined himself slain or badly wounded for certain, and recollecting his liquor he drew out his flask, and putting it to his mouth began to pour the contents into his stomach; but ere he had succeeded in swallowing what seemed to him enough, there came another almond
which struck him on the hand and on the flask so fairly that it smashed it to pieces, knocking three or four teeth and grinders out of his mouth in its course, and sorely crushing two fingers of his hand.
I no longer felt the weight of my clothing, or of my shoes, of my reservoir of air, or my thick helmet, in the midst of which my head rattled like an almond
in its shell.
As once again To the Rainbow Skirt and Feather Jacket air She seems to dance, her face is fixed and calm, Though many tear-drops on an almond
bough Fall, and recall the rains of spring.
His hands, of which he took little care, were the despair of Aramis, who cultivated his with almond
paste and perfumed oil.
For all the impression he was likely to make on that vast interior, he might as well be a salted almond
On this occasion he strolled away from his companion to pluck a sprig of almond
blossom, which he carefully arranged in his buttonhole.
He laughed too, good-humouredly, and his almond
eyes almost closed as he did so.
She took a salted almond
from a silver dish by his side and smiled sweetly upon him.
Was that really the tinkling of a guitar, the perfume of almond
and cherry blossom, floating to him down the warm wind?
They were men of medium height, with olive complexions and almond
I am Prince Saradine," said the old man, munching a salted almond
Laura Lean Jibbey, peanut brittle, a little almond
cream on the neck muscles, dishes unwashed, half an hour's talk with the iceman, reading a package of old letters, a couple of pickles and two bottles of malt extract, one hour peeking through a hole in the window shade into the flat across the air-shaft--that's about all there is to it.