The Toast was silver-cake,
with Veerie wine. Pirlaps himself, although he was toastmaster,
responded to a Toast called "Sara's Questions--Bless Their Hearts!"
and his Toast was chocolate-cake, with Wren wine. The Snoodle was too
young to make a speech, but they had taught him to respond to a simple
little Toast, "On Being Older than Snoodles," and it was very charming
to hear him lisp, "How do you do, Toast?" like the others. His Toast
was a plum-cake; and you should have seen how pleased he was when Sara
took out the little silver plum-extractor, and used it like an adept!
And the Teacup, having responded to a Toast with the subject, "If Only
My Saucer Could Have Known Sara," made a very graceful but agitated
little speech that brought out many cobweb pocket-handkerchiefs.
Of course that is not all the Toasts, nor even half of them; they kept
it up until it was growing quite late, and at last Pirlaps said,
"Sara, Schlorge did not bring you a present or respond to a Toast,
because he has made you an address of welcome. You have spent many
happy days with us, and will soon be leaving. The time has come at
last for us to bid you welcome. We will not dwell on the natural
sadness of the occasion; rather, let us rejoice in the delights we
have enjoyed together, and hope for a recurrence of these fair and
memorable days.
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