"This glass," he continued, "as green as an emerald, freckled inside and out with gold, and shaped like a lily, was once amongst a convent's treasures.

My father brought it from Italy, years ago.

I use it as he used it, only on gala days.

I fill to you, sir." He poured the wine into the green and gold and twisted bauble and set it before me, then filled a silver goblet for himself.
"Drink, gentlemen," he said.
"Faith, I have drunken already," quoth the Secretary, and proceeded to fill for himself a second time.

"Here's to you, gentlemen!" and he emptied half the measure.
"Captain Percy does not drink," remarked my lord.
I leaned my elbow upon the table, and, holding up the glass against the light, began to admire its beauty.