"Now, look here!" he said. "In this paper," which was nicely folded, "is a piece of the best plum-cake that can be got for money--sugar on the outside an inch thick, like fat on mutton chops. Here's a little pie (a gem this is, both for size and quality), made in France. And what do you suppose it's made of? Livers of fat geese. There's a pie! Now let's see you eat 'em."

"Now, look here!" he said. "In this paper is a piece of the best plum-cake with sugar an inch thick. And here's a little pie made in France from the livers of fat geese. Now let's see you eat 'em."
