Subconsciously Mrs.De Peyster recalled Matilda's injunction to "be humble," and she let her manner slump--though at that moment she had no particular excess of dignity to discard.
Jack sighted the food Matilda had left upon the table.

With a swoop he was upon it.
"Oh, joy! Squabs! Asparagus!" And he seized a squab by the legs, with a hand that was still bandaged.

"Here you are, my dear," tearing off a leg and handing it to Mary, who accepted it gingerly.

With much gusto Jack took a bite of bird and a huge bite of bread.

"Great little wedding supper, Matilda! Thanks.