{"product_id":"2940151574914","title":"Tales from the Jazz Age, The Original Collection","description":"At the second highball, boredom, disgust, the monotony of time, the turbidity of events, sank into a vague background before which glittering cobwebs formed. Things became reconciled to themselves, things lay quietly on their shelves; the troubles of the day arranged themselves in trim formation and at his curt wish of dismissal, marched off and disappeared. And with the departure of worry came brilliant, permeating symbolism. Edith became a flighty, negligible girl, not to be worried over; rather to be laughed at. She fitted like a figure of his own dream into the surface world forming about him. He himself became in a measure symbolic, a type of the continent bacchanal, the brilliant dreamer at play.\u003cbr\u003eThen the symbolic mood faded and as he sipped his third highball his imagination yielded to the warm glow and he lapsed into a state similar to floating on his back in pleasant water. It was at this point that he noticed that a green baize door near him was open about two inches, and that through the aperture a pair of eyes were watching him intently.\u003cbr\u003e\"Hm,\" murmured Peter calmly.\u003cbr\u003eThe green door closed—and then opened again—a bare half inch this time.\u003cbr\u003e\"Peek-a-boo,\" murmured Peter.\u003cbr\u003eThe door remained stationary and then he became aware of a series of tense intermittent whispers.\u003cbr\u003e\"One guy.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"What's he doin'?\"\u003cbr\u003e\"He's sittin' lookin'.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"He better beat it off. We gotta get another li'l' bottle.\"\u003cbr\u003ePeter listened while the words filtered into his consciousness.\u003cbr\u003e\"Now this,\" he thought, \"is most remarkable.\"\u003cbr\u003eHe was excited. He was jubilant. He felt that he had stumbled upon a mystery. Affecting an elaborate carelessness he arose and waited around the table—then, turning quickly, pulled open the green door, precipitating Private Rose into the room.\u003cbr\u003ePeter bowed.\u003cbr\u003e\"How do you do?\" he said.\u003cbr\u003ePrivate Rose set one foot slightly in front of the other, poised for fight, flight, or compromise.\u003cbr\u003e\"How do you do?\" repeated Peter politely.\u003cbr\u003e\"I'm o'right.\"\u003cbr\u003e\"Can I offer you a drink?\"\u003cbr\u003ePrivate Rose looked at him searchingly, suspecting possible sarcasm.\u003cbr\u003e\"O'right,\" he said finally.\u003cbr\u003ePeter indicated a chair.\u003cbr\u003e\"Sit down.\"","brand":"Shepperd Classics","offers":[{"title":"Default Title","offer_id":47149641498864,"sku":"2940151574914","price":0.99,"currency_code":"USD","in_stock":true}],"thumbnail_url":"\/\/cdn.shopify.com\/s\/files\/1\/0737\/7593\/9824\/files\/2940151574914_p0.jpg?v=1764012018","url":"https:\/\/shop-qa.barnesandnoble.com\/products\/2940151574914","provider":"Barnes \u0026 Noble (DEV)","version":"1.0","type":"link"}