My sleeping peer in the library at Stamford Court and Evesham talking luminously behind the Hartstein flowers embodied the devil, and my replete citizen sucking at his cigar in the National Liberal Club, Willie Crampton discussing the care and management of the stomach over a specially hygienic lemonade, and Dr. Tumpany in his aggressive frock-coat pegging out a sort of copyright in Socialism, were the centre and wings of the angelic side.
"Here," said the girl, beguilingly, "when you've done it I'll give you two long sucks of my lemon candy."
Watch their faces; the lower part of their cheeks goes in with high-sucking pressure, then swells again, and the active tongue sweeps with restless energy along and around the ivory barriers within its range.
Opee-Kwan borrowed Koogah's pipe for a couple of contemplative sucks.
A cold suck of wind just proved its existence, by toothaches on the north side of all faces.
Palitlum released his lips from the glass with a caressing suck and glanced regretfully up into the ghostly vault of the sky where played the wan white light of the summer borealis.
Our fingers touched, and in that very moment the wave fell instantly, with an awful suck, and I was swept down the beach again.