"We have but a poor dinner to-day, for the bumboat woman disappointed me.

I particularly requested her to bring me off a leg of lamb, but she says that there was none in the market.

It is rather early for it, that's true; but Trotter is very nice in his eating.

Now, let us sit down to dinner." I felt very sick, indeed, and could eat nothing.

Our dinner consisted of the pieces of beef and pork, the potatoes, and a baked pudding in a tin dish.