Then he removed another linen covering from the pot and started to pour the chocolate.

That beverage did not come as freely as he had expected.
"What ails the stuff ?" grunted Hazelton.

"This isn't the first of April." Then Harry removed the lid from the pot, glancing inside, next he picked up a spoon and stirred the contents of the pot.
"I wish Nicolas were here," said Hazelton.
"Why ?" Tom wanted to know.
"I'm bothered about what's etiquette in Mexico.

I don't know whether it's right to eat this stuff with a knife, or whether we're expected to spread the stuff on the rolls." "It is pretty thick stuff," Tom agreed, after taking a look.
"But let me have the pot and the spoon.

I think I can manage it." After some work Tom succeeded in reducing the chocolate to a consistency that admitted of pouring, though very slowly.
"It took you almost three minutes to pour two cups," said Harry, returning his watch to his pocket.