"What have you besides?"
"Salt fish."
"I will begin with salt fish."
"Bacon."
"I see," said Tristram, nodding up at a regiment of hams that depended from a rack overhead; "I will eat these also. What else?"
"Cheese."
"On second thoughts, I will begin with cheese while the fish is being prepared. Is that all?"
"Mother of God! Is it not enough?"
"How can I tell yet? Let me see your bread and cheese."
The woman left her ducks, and in a minute had dumped down a loaf and a huge round cheese of an orange colour before our hero.