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At one of their halting-places, Miss Lovel's companion insisted upon bringing her a cup of coffee and a sponge-cake, and waited upon her with a most brotherly attention. At Normanton they changed to a branch line, and had to wait an hour and a half in that coldest dreariest period of the night that comes before daybreak.
Tabor gave me a huge piece of delicious sponge-cake, which softened me somewhat. "What is your name, dear?" "Morgeson." "It is easy to see that." "Well, Cassandra." "Oh, what a lovely name," and she drew from her workbasket a paper-covered book; "there is no name in this novel half so pretty; I wish the heroine's name had been Cassandra instead of Aldebrante." "Let me see it," I begged.
She may have made less raspberry jam than in her earlier days, but it was always pound for pound; while her sponge-cake was never degraded in its ingredients from the royal standard of twelve eggs. The honest English and French stuffs that had been used in the furnishing of the captain's house so many years before faded a little as the years passed by, but they never wore out.
No, don't: set him down to a bottle of port and a great sponge-cake, and you needn't tell him to go to heaven, for he'll be there already. Why, Mrs. Courthope, the fellow isn't a gentleman. And yet all he cares for the cloth is that he thinks it makes a gentleman of him as if anything in heaven, earth or hell could work that miracle!"
She gave to the visitors what she called "a company supper" biscuits deliciously sweet and light, cold chicken, plum-preserves, sponge-cake, and for a central dish a platter containing little frosted cakes, with the letters "P.Q.S." traced on each in red sugar-sand.
I left Flint with Madame and Miss Sally Ruth, who had run over after the neighborly Appleboro wont with a plate of fresh sponge-cake and a bowl of fragrant custard. Miss Sally Ruth is nothing if not generous, but there are times when one could wish upon her the affliction of dumbness.
He had once had a wonderful dream, in which he had been at a meal that included every thing that he had most loved fish-cakes, sausages, ices, strawberry jam, sponge-cake, chocolates, and scrambled eggs and he had been able to eat, and eat, and had never been satisfied, and had never felt sick a lovely dream. He often thought of it.
But this seemed too stiffly ungracious, and he added: "What delicious sponge-cake! You never get this out of New England." "We have to do something to make up for our doughnuts," Miss Simpson suggested. "Oh, I like doughnuts too," said Langbourne. "But you can't get the right kind of doughnuts, either, in New York." They began to talk about cooking.
In Paris, that very paradise of cookery, the substantial element of balls and parties is either wholly wanting or is but a very secondary consideration. A Parisienne will bid you to her house, and leave you to refresh exhausted Nature with a cup of tea and a sponge-cake. In summer she may vary the entertainment by offering you a glass of currant syrup and water.
"Well, have some more tea, anyway, now the worst is over," said her hostess hospitably.... "A wheelbarrow!" They continued to sit over their teacups and meditate. Suddenly Phyllis rose swiftly and made a spring for the bookcase, scattering sponge-cake as she went. "I have it, I believe!" she exclaimed.
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