"That pudding is my best kind, and the best one of its kind that I ever turned out.

When you have the pudding you won't be thinking of a little thing like roasted ears of corn." "No more, thank you," replied Clara Marshall, as Greg tried to secure her plate in order to help her to more food.
"Until the pudding comes on," prompted Jim Hornby.
"Until the pudding arrives," smiled Clara.
"But no one may think of having pudding yet," insisted Mr.Ross, with mock gravity.

"I forbid that anyone should have pudding, or even think of it, until we have tried the one really delicious dish of this feast." "And what may that be ?" called Dr.Bentley.
"The best part of the cow," replied Mr.Ross.
"A big rib roast, served with cracked bones with the marrow cooked in them.

Come along, Bill.

We'll bring back the roast and the marrow." Ross and his man moved briskly out of sight.