It still mews." And in fact, a faint mew perfectly imitated seemed to issue from the dish.

It was Coupeau who did that with his throat, without opening his lips; a talent which at all parties, met with decided success, so much so that he never ordered a dinner abroad without having a rabbit ragout.
After that he purred.

The ladies pressed their napkins to their mouths to try and stop their laughter.

Madame Fauconnier asked for a head, she only liked that part.

Mademoiselle Remanjou had a weakness for the slices of bacon.