Lamb's something else.

No, pilaf's lamb, and rice is something else.

Oh, hanged if I know.

Lamb's lamb no matter how you spell it." "Come along with us," suggested Kenny.

His kindliness of late had startled more than one, accustomed to his irresponsible caprices.
"Please do!" said Joan; and Sid, delighted, and amazed as always, repudiated at once his hatred of lamb.