“And there was to be a Swiss pudding.”
“That, probably, she would not know how to make, but she can read, and has Mrs. Warne to fly to for light.”
“I put out the currant jelly for the pudding, and she has spread it over the rabbit on top of the onion sauce.”
Arminell was unable to restrain a laugh.
“I went down to see her dish up, and that is what she has done. Poured the onion sauce over the rabbit and heaped the currant jelly a top of that. Whatever shall we do? The last cook was bad enough, but she did not spoil good food.”
“What induced her to do this?”
“She says that she has been told to put currant jelly with hare, and so she has put it with rabbit, as she saw the jelly-pot set out on the kitchen table for the pudding.”
“And the pudding?”
“Is without anything. We cannot eat the rabbit. That is spoiled; and the pudding is nothing without red currant jelly. Whatever will Mr. Welsh do for his dinner?”
“But the girl had Mrs. Warne’s Cookery Book on the table for reference?”