The old man turned the tail of one eye to glance at her.

Then he resumed his cooking, attending to it very carefully, removing each egg, as it was browned, to a hot and clean dish which stood in readiness.
"There," he said, at last, "supper's ready.

Here's the vinegar, here's the pepper, here's the salt, here's the pewter jug with the beer, here's the bread and butter, and last, but not least, here's your tea, Josephine.

You're nowhere without your tea, are you, child ?" "Pour it out for me," said Josephine.

"Put an egg on a plate and give it to me.