The colour and shape perfect; the water ladies eat them every morning, but with the air they grow hard and lose their flavour.

Thank you, madam! for thirty cents only, the poached egg, not a rare variety.

Your smile perhaps will make it soft again.

I hope you enjoy it at luncheon.
"But before luncheon you desire to prepare your charming toilet?
Here I offer you a comb, ladies, as they use under the sea.

The story, that Venus, goddess of beauty, when she rose from the ocean, dropped from her hand the comb with which she arranged even then her locks of gold: hence the name, Venus's Comb.