The woman has just finished churning." Lee declared that he would drink a glass with very great pleasure.

He was thirsty, he said, and in addition was fond of buttermilk.
Menocal listened and watched him dismount and ground his teeth.

Louise knew the thief, after all.

Where the devil had they become acquainted?
It was but one more instance of the engineer's pushing in where he wasn't wanted.

And she had not invited him, Charlie, to partake of buttermilk, though, to be sure, she knew he did not like it.