"Yes, my lady."
"Is it nourishing?"
"No, my lady. It is not intended to be eaten; it is to be chewed."
"Then one does not swallow it when one supposes it to be sufficiently masticated?"
"No, my lady."
"What does one do with it?"
"Beg pardon, my lady—one spits it out."
"Ow," said the girl.[69]
