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him, I have a mind to eat little Morning for my dinner to-morrow.

Ah! Madam, cried the clerk of the kitchen in a very great surprise—

No excuse, replied she, interrupting him, I will have it so, and thus she spoke in the tone of an Ogress, seeming to have a strong desire to taste fresh meat; and to make the dish more delicious, added she, I will eat her with Sauce Robert.[1]

This poor man knowing very wel how dangerous, it was to play tricks with Ogresses, took his great knife and went up into little Morning's chamber; she was then four years old, and came,

  1. This is a French sauce made up with onions, shred and boiled tender in butter, to which are added vinegar, mustard, salt, pepper, and a little wine.