"And monsieur also.

Will it please you to come round here ?" They went behind the counter and in at a little door.

There was a fire in the grate of the small kitchen, and a kettle singing on the hob.

Julie sat down on a chair at the wooden table and looked round with satisfaction.
"Why, it's all ready for us!" she exclaimed.

"Chocolate cakes, Suzanne, please, _and_ hot buttered scones.