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For lunch they had blackcurrant pudding, a dream of a pudding made by Cousin Nellie. And there was cream with it, "Doomsday" cream.
Mary would not touch the cream, poor Arnold's cream. But Fream disposed of a good helping, and thought the pudding excellent. As a pudding it was not unlike his sensuous appreciation of Mary, dark fruit richly juiced, purple hair and a soft and creamy body. She would have the flavour of fruit, with just a twinge of tartness under the cream and the sugar. He accepted a second helping.