Cream is good with everything.

You shall try.

I know! I am always cross myself when I am hungry." "I am not hungry, Preston; and I don't think I am cross." "What are you, then?
Come, Daisy,--here is a cup of tea, and here is a waffle.

First the sugar--there,--then the cream.

So." "You have spoiled it, Preston." "Eat it--and confess you are hungry and cross too." Daisy could have laughed, only she was too sore-hearted, and would surely have cried.