Francie stared while she consumed her Marron; then she replied in her small flat patient voice: "Why, Delia Dosson, how can you be so foolish?"
"The Reverberator"
Henry James
The wine tasted good; the Marron glace seemed to be just what she wanted.
"The Awakening and Selected Short Stories"
Kate Chopin
The good things of this world are very adroitly and ingeniously labelled, but we rummage in the bonbonniere for a certain Marron glace, and if it be not there, all the caramels in Venice, all the 'gluko' in Greece, all the rahatlicum in Turkey will not appease us."
"At the Mercy of Tiberius"
August Evans Wilson