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Cautiously they peeped over the window ledge. Below them on the roof, Jeremiah and Grater were dancing outrageously. The Cat pranced on his hind legs, and Grater leaped and spun like a top, so that his sides glittered in the moonlight. "He's wearing armor," said Malay Kris. "H'm, he won't be so easy as I thought. However, I'll have a try." Hortense laid a hand on his shoulder.
In this the woman, as fair as a goddess, mixed them a mess with Pramnian wine; she grated goat's milk cheese into it with a bronze grater, threw in a handful of white barley-meal, and having thus prepared the mess she bade them drink it. When they had done so and had thus quenched their thirst, they fell talking with one another, and at this moment Patroclus appeared at the door.
They could hear him falling slowly, his claws scratching the bricks. As he fell, his cries grew fainter and fainter. As for Alligator, he stood with his short forelegs resting on the chimney top, the picture of disappointment. Hortense and the others were so absorbed in this interesting scene that they had quite forgotten Grater.
Hortense cried, for at last they were at the bottom where they could crawl through the door into the cellar. Grater was so close that his hand was upon Hortense's foot. She jerked herself free and in a flash was up the cellar stairs and in the kitchen. Malay Kris turned indignantly to Hortense. "Why didn't you let me at him?" he demanded. There was time for no further words.
Grater, who was a nimble fellow for all that he looked so clumsy, after one glance at Alligator ran quickly around to the other side of the roof, and Alligator, with the slow, relentless movement of a traction engine, continued after Jeremiah. Jeremiah remembered his former unhappy experience, apparently, for with one despairing meow he disappeared down the chimney.
Larger and larger it grew until she could distinguish it to be a pair of horses ridden by figures only too familiar. "It's Jeremiah and Grater!" she whispered to Andy. The fairy King had also seen. Suddenly he clapped his hands and the music and dancing ceased. "Away!" the King shouted, and in a twinkling not a fairy was to be seen.
"But it is dangerous to remain, for Grater is very angry and desperate to-night." Hortense looked in the glass case for her charm but could not find it. "You had best get it back somehow," said the Clock. "It gives Jeremiah and Grater power." "But how can I?" said Hortense anxiously. "Who can say?" said the Clock. "But in time anything may happen." "Do you know what will happen?"
Remove the upper crust of pastry and fill the dish with the oysters and gravy. Replace the cover and serve hot. Some prefer baking the upper crust on a pie plate, the same size as the pie, then slipping it off on top of the pie after the same pie is filled with the oysters. Grate the corn, while green and tender, with a coarse grater, into a deep dish.
Mix one egg, one dessertspoonful of flour, one tablespoonful of milk, a pinch between forefinger and thumb of salt, and a dust of pepper, into a batter, rub a nutmeg once back and forth over the grater, and stir. When the soup boils, pass this batter through a fine strainer into it. It should look like threads.
That was a grater, used for the manioc, or yucca roots; and it was a grater of nature's own making, for it was nothing more than a piece of one of the air roots of the "pashiuba" palm, already described. Another curious object hung near this last.
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