coffee


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I confess, I wanted the coffee badly; and I learned, not long afterward, that the berry was likewise a little weakness of Maud's.
"Wrote to YOU?" repeated Edna in amazement, stirring her coffee absently.
Having finished the paper, a second cup of coffee and a roll and butter, he got up, shaking the crumbs of the roll off his waistcoat; and, squaring his broad chest, he smiled joyously: not because there was anything particularly agreeable in his mind--the joyous smile was evoked by a good digestion.
This is what she does: sets sail for Pall Mall, wearing all her pretty things, including the blue feathers, and with such a sparkle of expectation on her face that I stir my coffee quite fiercely.
Sheepshead and croakers from American coffee, with real cream.
And here comes in the stout head waiter, puffing under a tray of hot viands--kidneys and a steak, transparent rashers and poached eggs, buttered toast and muffins, coffee and tea, all smoking hot.
About this time, if Grandfather had been correctly informed, our chair disappeared from the British Coffee House.
"Coffee and scientific researches," said Travers, grimly.
A few moments later, three steaming cups of coffee were served, and topped off a substantial breakfast, which was additionally seasoned by the jokes and repartees of the guests.
A waiter paused before their table and offered a salver on which were several cups of coffee and liqueur glasses.
"Have another cup of coffee, mademoiselle?" said Poirot solicitously.
James, as had been said, was in the habit of taking coffee with Mr Blatherwick in his study after seeing the boys into bed.
She knew how he liked to spread his butter on thick, how he liked thick, rare steak fried on a dry hot pan, and how he liked coffee that was coffee and plenty of it.
He asked this member of the fraternity (who had two red herrings in his hand, and a loaf and a blacking brush under his arm), where was the nearest place to get a cup of coffee at.
Pretending to read a smeary newspaper long out of date, which had nothing half so legible in its local news, as the foreign matter of coffee, pickles, fish-sauces, gravy, melted butter, and wine, with which it was sprinkled all over, as if it had taken the measles in a highly irregular form, I sat at my table while he stood before the fire.