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"The cake and the apples must go in as soon as the oven is hot," said Dorothy, emerging from her cook-book. "That will leave the oven free for my oysters and Betty's popovers." Ruth gave a squeal of delight. "I've found a recipe for a pudding that sounds perfectly fascinating, and the cooking can be done on the top of the stove, which is an advantage."
When well frozen, pack into a pudding mould, and bury in ice and salt till wanted. Bombay Ice Pudding.
It was a Case of winning on the Chin Strap. Mr. Piker was first in the Line, shaking like a Corn-Starch Pudding. A few Moments later he went out behind the Grand Stand and counted up and found that he had $23. He had the Panama and one Shirt. The still, small Voice said, "Duck!" but he thought of Claire and his coming Vacation.
On Fourteenth Street was a noble inn where the menu was printed in English and Hungarian, where for thirty-five cents each they had soup and goulash and coffee and pudding in three colors, chloroformed beets and vast, pale, uneasy-looking pickles, electric lights in red globes and a tinseled ceiling hung with artificial flowers, the music of a violin and the sight of eager city faces.
SPONGE CAKE PUDDING. No. 1. Bake a common sponge cake in a flat-bottomed pudding-dish; when ready to use, cut in six or eight pieces, split and spread with butter and return them to the dish. Make a custard with four eggs to a quart of milk; flavor and sweeten to taste; pour over the cake and bake one-half hour. The cake will swell and fill the custard. Serve with or without sauce.
The proof of the pudding was in the eating Bosinney had still to eat his pudding. His thoughts passed to the woman, the woman whom he did not know, but the outline of whose story he had heard. An unhappy marriage!
"Try the pudding," I whispered to Mercer. "Shan't. I should like to shy it bang in old Burr major's face." "Oh, never mind." "But I do mind; but just you wait!" "Well, I am waiting," I said. "Why don't you tell me what you mean?" Mercer was silent. "I say!" "Well?" "You're not going to give him anything nasty, are you?" "Yes." "Oh!" "You wait and see!" "But you mustn't; it wouldn't do."
Her mother said: "You remember the old story of the old couple who had their three wishes granted, and how they never got any good from it." "But that was because they acted like such geese," exclaimed Carrie. "I could never have been so elephantinely idiotic! First, they wasted one wish, for a black pudding." "That is a sausage," said her mother.
"Was er that the bathtub in there?" says the Senator, jerkin' his thumb at the bathroot door. "I fancied it might be er a pudding dish. Might I inquire what rent you pay for er all this?" "Forty a month, sir," says Mallory. "Ah! Economy, I see. Good way to begin," says he. "And if it is not too personal a question, your present salary is "
Besides, it must be getting late. I wonder what kind of a dinner Margaret has got for us. I left it to her. A good one, I hope. I'm ravenous." A few minutes after she appeared in the doorway, holding a lamp high, the light showing over her white skin and pale gold hair. "Margaret has excelled herself boiled haddock, melted butter, a neck of mutton and a rice pudding.
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