the clink of glasses. presently
Leslie was puttering about in the dining-room. Griffith could hear the clink of glasses. Presently he appeared in the doorway a bottle in his hand which he held up invitingly.
Griffith shook his head; he disliked the taste of whiskey. A dozen times he had accompanied Leslie to the bar in the hotel and watched him fill his pony glass nearly full and slowly drain it; it did not seem to have any effect upon him.
Charles Gilman Norris (1881-1945), wikipedia