That was not the answer – nor the tone – for which Barnaby had been hoping. She sounded as though she had already reached the end of her tether. Unfortunately for her, Barnaby had yet to meet the beginning of his.
He gave a ghostly shudder at the mention of that Hog’s Head fare. He would never have set foot there, alive or dead, and that review was quite enough to confirm his good reason for it. “What infernal stuff,” Barnaby said, shaking his head as if terribly offended on her behalf. “But this – this, then, is better?” He peered at her meaningfully, to say a little description of the taste, if you please.
He was not quite so desperate as to entertain imagining the taste of rat tails, but even this homely looking food would be enough to make his mouth water now, if Barnaby could still have eaten. (But the next best thing, naturally, was to watch this young lady eat and live vicariously through her.)
He gave a ghostly shudder at the mention of that Hog’s Head fare. He would never have set foot there, alive or dead, and that review was quite enough to confirm his good reason for it. “What infernal stuff,” Barnaby said, shaking his head as if terribly offended on her behalf. “But this – this, then, is better?” He peered at her meaningfully, to say a little description of the taste, if you please.
He was not quite so desperate as to entertain imagining the taste of rat tails, but even this homely looking food would be enough to make his mouth water now, if Barnaby could still have eaten. (But the next best thing, naturally, was to watch this young lady eat and live vicariously through her.)
