A single joint, followed invariably by one kind or another of milk-pudding.
So she suddenly rushed up and put her foot right into the middle of the milk-pudding.
And he milked them all, and next day his wife cooked a milk-pudding such as one would not see again if one lived a thousand years.
After breakfast the old woman said to the Brahman, “To-morrow I want a milk-pudding for dinner.”
It is not exciting for them to dine on five courses instead of on roast mutton and vegetables and milk-pudding.
