She took them with her and put them on Martha's table.
"Oh, what fine yellow plums! I am sure they taste as sweet as honey," exclaimed Dino.

"Are they from your garden?
When the sun shines on them in the morning, all the branches seem to sparkle with reddish gold like a Christmas tree." "Yes, they are from the tree.

Do you want to eat them ?" asked Cornelli.
"With pleasure.

But you must eat some, too," said Dino.
"No, I don't want to," Cornelli replied.

"Just try whether they are good.