They are Milesian ducks, fattened on nuts.

And this is Falernian--Roman.

I pray you, allow me to leave them with your servant with my obeisances." Without waiting for her reply the Maccabee passed fowls and skin into the hands of Momus who stood near.
"Sir," she answered unreadily, with her small hands gripping each other before her and her eyes veiled, "I thank you.

It was not the least of my anxieties how we should provide ourselves with food under prohibition and in a country perilous with war.

You have made to-morrow easy for us.