She carried a glass of foaming beer.

Amanda was famous through the neighborhood for this beer, which she concocted from roots and herbs after an ancient recipe.

It was pleasantly flavored with aromatic roots, and instinct with agreeable bitterness, being an innocently tonic old-maiden brew.
"I thought mebbe she'd like a glass of my beer," whispered Amanda.

"I came round the house so's not to disturb her.

How is she ?" "I guess she's asleep.