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Updated: May 6, 2025

Then the Quenus and Florent remained alone, in silence. Lisa stood nibbling a little piece of the hot pudding, keeping her pretty lips well apart all the while, for fear of burning them, and gradually the black compound vanished in her rosy mouth. "Well," said she, "La Normande was foolish in behaving so rudely; the black-pudding's excellent to-day."

Émile Zola - The Fat and the Thin

The old maid, however, poked her nose over the dishes on the counter. "Ah, some slices of saveloy!" she muttered, as though she were speaking to herself. "They'll get very dry cut up like that. And that black-pudding's broken, I see a fork's been stuck into it, I expect. It might be taken away it's soiling the dish." Lisa, still absent-minded, gave her the black-pudding and slices of saveloy.

Émile Zola - The Fat and the Thin