When we had slices enough done to begin upon, we fell-to, with our sleeves still tucked up at the wrist, more slices sputtering and blazing on the fire, and our attention divided between the mutton on our plates, and the mutton then preparing.
What with the novelty of this cookery, the excellence of it, the bustle of it, the frequent starting up to look after it, the frequent sitting down to dispose of it as the crisp slices came off the gridiron hot and hot, the being so busy, so flushed with the fire, so amused, and in the midst of such a tempting noise and savour, we reduced the leg of mutton to the bone.

My own appetite came back miraculously.

I am ashamed to record it, but I really believe I forgot Dora for a little while.

I am satisfied that Mr.and Mrs.Micawber could not have enjoyed the feast more, if they had sold a bed to provide it.

Traddles laughed as heartily, almost the whole time, as he ate and worked.