For the rest, there were comfortable chairs, an ample fire, and a round table on which were set out coffee and liqueurs of many sorts.
"You will find that I am not altogether an anchorite," Dartrey observed, as they settled into their places.
"I am a lover of old brandy.

The '68 I recommend especially, Tallente, and bring your chair round to the fire.

There are cigars and cigarettes at your elbow.

Miller, I think I know your taste.

Help yourself, won't you ?" Miller drank creme de menthe and smoked homemade Virginia cigarettes.
Tallente watched him and sighed.