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'But what are they for? Alice asked in a tone of great curiosity. 'To guard against the bites of sharks, the Knight replied. 'It's an invention of my own. And now help me on. I'll go with you to the end of the wood What's the dish for? 'It's meant for plum-cake, said Alice. 'We'd better take it with us, the Knight said. 'It'll come in handy if we find any plum-cake.
Even his dreams were like his waking hours, for he had often a horrible nightmare about lessons, thinking he was smothered with Greek lexicons or pelted out of the school with a shower of English grammars, while one night he fancied himself sitting down to devour an enormous plum-cake, and all on a sudden it became transformed into a Latin dictionary.
My beard was grown, my cheeks hollow, my eyes sunk, and for my stomach, I leave that to those fortunate Frenchmen who escaped from the Russian campaign, who only can appreciate my sufferings. My whole haggard frame was enveloped in a huge blue flushing coat frosted like a plum-cake with ice and snow.
Be that as it may, all agree with Lord Houghton, who laughed at the phrase, that we know how "to have a good time." We are asked by many young mammas as to the meaning of the phrase "caudle parties." Formerly the persons who called to congratulate the happy possessor of a new boy or girl were offered mulled wine and plum-cake.
There are muffins and crumpets, dry toast, buttered toast, plum-cake, seed-cake, peach-fritters, apple-marmalade, and bread and butter. There are put-up fruits of all kinds, of which you really wouldn't know that they hadn't come this moment from graperies and orchard-houses; but we don't put them on the table, because we think that we can't eat quite so much dinner after them."
They all knew how the future Mrs. Potts had brought a plum-cake down to the steamer, when she came to say good-bye, and made Potts promise he wouldn't unseal the packet till Christmas. It wouldn't do to pool Potts' cake never! There was the Colonel, the only man that had a sack of coffee.
He hoped my old attachment to the place" at these words Uncle Philip's voice became quite hoarse suddenly "Maxa, your plum-cake is so sweet it makes one hoarse," he said, for he would never admit that he had been overcome by deep emotion. "So I have undertaken to attend to the matter and I shall often come to the castle."
If I eat up my fag's plum-cake just sent by his mamma, hot, as it were, from the maternal heart, and moist with a mother's tears, is that fag likely to be selfish? Not at all. The boots, and the kicking, and the general walloping make him manly. It teaches him to govern his temper and hold his tongue.
But a stop must be put somewhere. One would not, like Lear, "give every thing." I make my stand upon pig. I remember a touch of conscience in this kind at school. My good old aunt, who never parted from me at the end of a holiday without stuffing a sweet-meat, or some nice thing, into my pocket, had dismissed me one evening with a smoking plum-cake, fresh from the oven.
Likewise the ambassador of the hero went to claim the promise of the Church to be in attendance on a certain spot, on a certain day, and there hear oath of eternal fealty, and gird him about with all its forces: which the Church, receiving a wink from the Law, obsequiously engaged to do, for less than the price of a plum-cake. Meantime, while craftsmen and skilled women, directed by Mrs.
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