Amy groaned. “There you go! That’s the sort of stuff I’ll have to listen
to from now on. I hope to goodness you choke on a prune! That’s about
all you’ll get there; prunes and boiled rice. I’m not sure about the
rice, either, at the second’s table. I think the second simply has
prunes. Boiled prunes for breakfast, roast prunes for dinner and dried
prunes for supper. I–I shall expect to notice a wonderful imprunement
in you very soon, Clint.”