1 She had already pushed her plate aside, and was measuring out a draught from a large bottle at her elbow.
2 Ethan let out his doubts in a low whistle and thrust the bottle back into his pocket.
3 She unlocked the cellaret and stood for a moment with the bottle and glass pressed to her bosom.
4 She took the gourd from between the glass and bottle and looked in it.
5 I want," said Scarlett, surveying herself carefully in the mirror, "a bottle of cologne water.
6 I don't know where she got the notion but some time in the afternoon she got a bottle of brandy and took Mr. O'Hara back to the office and begun pourin it for him.
7 She produced Aunt Pitty's "swoon bottle" of brandy which she had hidden there and held it up to the lamp.
8 She would have to put the bottle back in the cellaret before morning, filled to the top with water.
9 She picked up the cologne bottle and took a large mouthful, carefully rinsed her mouth and then spit into the slop jar.
10 "You'd rather have rum than claret, I suppose," said Rhett, reaching into the cellaret and producing a squat bottle.
11 There was a half-empty bottle of whisky on the table by the bed and the room reeked with the odor.
12 The clerk had read the prescription without comment; but in the act of handing out the bottle he paused.
13 The only hope of renewal lay in the little bottle at her bed-side; and how much longer that hope would last she dared not conjecture.
14 She paused to readjust the bottle to the child's bubbling mouth.
15 The baby had sunk back blissfully replete, and Mrs. Struther softly rose to lay the bottle aside.