Let the chocolate slide." "Well, I will.

And now I'll make the omelette.

Eggs?
yes; there are eggs enough; but dear me, where's the milk?
This _condemned_ kind my lady tells about won't do to make omelettes.

I shouldn't dare try it." "Well, well, give us a little bread and butter.

I've got past being particular." "O, Dr.Moonshine, such biscuits as I'm going to bake for you at five o'clock! But now I really can't find a speck of bread!" "I'll warrant it! I always heard that when old Mother Hubbard went to her cupboard she found the shelves were all bare." "Then you needn't have come here to board.