1 With a man of that kind I am always hail-fellow-well-met, and glad to drink a glass of tea with him, or to eat a biscuit.
2 Accordingly he peeped through the chink of the door whence her head had recently protruded, and, on seeing her seated at a tea table, entered and greeted her with a cheerful, kindly smile.
3 Certainly he must have found the situation almost unbearable, in view of the fact that, after deriving inspiration from two glasses of tea not wholly undiluted with rum, Nozdrev was engaged in lying unmercifully.
4 Feeling the need of something to do, he ordered tea, and, still marvelling at the strangeness of his position, was about to pour out the beverage when the door opened and Nozdrev made his appearance.
5 The surly Chief Clerk wavered for a while; then ended by inviting Chichikov to tea.
6 Two hours did he sit over this meal, then poured himself out another cup of the rapidly cooling tea, and walked to the window.
7 Then one drinks one's morning tea, and then the bailiff arrives for HIS orders, and then there is fishing to be done, and then one's dinner has to be eaten.
8 Only one arbour of lilac and acacia had grown fairly well; they sometimes had tea and dinner in it.
9 Bazarov came back, sat down to the table, and began hastily drinking tea.
10 He entered into conversation with her at tea; he liked her very much.
11 A tussle came off that same day at evening tea.
12 'I said "aristocratic snob,"' replied Bazarov, lazily swallowing a sip of tea.
13 'I expect tea is ready,' said Madame Odintsov.
14 After tea, Anna Sergyevna suggested they should go out for a walk; but it began to rain a little, and the whole party, with the exception of the princess, returned to the drawing-room.
15 The following morning when Madame Odintsov came down to morning tea, Bazarov sat a long while bending over his cup, then suddenly he glanced up at her.