Now, Ulysses.

This is the magic moment!" And without further ceremony her little teeth met in the dripping golden pulp; and in another moment Hamil was imitating her.
They appeared to be sufficiently hungry; the brilliant rind, crinkling, fell away in golden corkscrews from orange after orange, and still they ate on, chattering away together between oranges.
"Isn't this primitive luxury, Mr.Hamil?
We ought to wear our bathing-clothes....

Don't dare take my largest king-orange! Yes--you may have it;--I won't take it....

Are you being amused?
My father said that you were to be amused.

What in the world are you staring at ?" "That!" said Hamil, eyes widening.