"Oh, oh! I say, cherries! and what a lot! Good Betty! dear, darling Betty! you gathered those from your own trees, and they are as ripe as your apple-blossom cheeks! Now then, what next? I do declare, meringues! Betty knew my weakness. Twelve meringues--that is one and a half apiece; Susan Drummond sha'n't have more than her share. Meringues and cheesecakes and--tartlets--oh! oh! what a duck Betty is! A plum-cake--good, excellent Betty, she deserves to be canonized! What have we here? Roast chickens--better and better! What is in this parcel? Slices of ham; Betty knew she dare not show her face again if she forgot the ham. Knives and forks, spoons--fresh rolls--salt and pepper, and a dozen bottles of ginger-beer, and a little corkscrew in case we want it."