"I don't think I've eaten anything since breakfast.

May we go and forage ?" "Oh, you poor thing!" she cried.

"Yes, let's go and see what there is." Instantly she busied herself.
"Hermann left the cellar key on the chimney-piece, Michael," she said.
"Get some wine out, dear.

Mother and I don't drink any.

And there's some ham, I know.