And then Evelyn, who had been eating quantities of hothouse grapes, spoke up.

That is my little wild strawberry, Hunsden, whose sweetness made me careless of your hothouse grapes.

Smirking shepherds supported open-work baskets, laden with tiny Algerian apples, China oranges, and big purple hothouse grapes.

She ate nothing but alligator-pear salad and hothouse grapes, drank a little champagne, and took cognac in her coffee.

Fruit stalls proved even more fascinating with the hothouse grapes, red, white, and dark purple, showing a hazy bloom.

Accustomed to food fresh from the soil and the farmyard, he sneered at hothouse asparagus, hothouse grapes, and cold-storage quail.

Feather took a small bunch of hothouse grapes from her breakfast tray and, after picking one off, suddenly began to laugh.

But hothouse grapes are nicer than mysteries, and how is it possible to give one's serious attention to two things at a time?

"Do you know," I said, as I helped myself to some hothouse grapes, "I've had a bully evening.