observed Quicksilver , after quaffing the contents of the second bowl . `` Excuse me , my kind hostess , but I must really ask you for a little more . '' Now Baucis had seen , as plainly as she could see anything , that Quicksilver had turned the pitcher upside down , and consequently had poured out every drop of milk , in filling the last bowl . Of course , there could not possibly be any left . However , in order to let him know precisely how the case was , she lifted the pitcher , and made a gesture as if pouring milk into Quicksilver 's bowl , but without the remotest idea that any milk would stream forth . What was her surprise , therefore , when such an abundant cascade fell bubbling into the bowl , that it was immediately filled to the brim , and overflowed upon the table ! The two snakes that were twisted about Quicksilver 's staff -LRB- but neither Baucis nor Philemon happened to observe this circumstance -RRB- stretched out their heads , and began to lap up the spilt milk . And then what a delicious fragrance the milk had ! It seemed as if Philemon 's only cow must have pastured , that day , on the richest herbage that could be found anywhere in the world . I only wish that each of you , my beloved little souls , could have a bowl of such nice milk , at supper-time ! `` And now a slice of your brown loaf , Mother Baucis , '' said Quicksilver , `` and a little of that honey ! '' Baucis cut him a slice , accordingly ; and though the loaf , when she and her husband ate of it , had been rather too dry and crusty to be palatable , it was now as light and moist as if but a few hours out of the oven . Tasting a crumb , which had fallen on the table , she found it more delicious than bread ever was before , and could hardly believe that it was a loaf of her own kneading and baking . Yet , what other loaf could it possibly be ? But , oh the honey ! I may just as well let it alone , without trying to describe how exquisitely it smelt and looked . Its color was that of the purest and most transparent gold ; and it had the odor of a thousand flowers ; but of such flowers as never grew in an earthly garden , and to seek which the bees must have flown high above the clouds . The wonder is , that , after alighting on a flower-bed of so delicious fragrance and immortal bloom , they should have been content to fly down again to their hive in Philemon 's garden . Never was such honey tasted , seen , or smelt . The perfume floated around the kitchen , and made it so delightful , that , had you closed your eyes , you would instantly have forgotten the low ceiling and smoky walls , and have fancied yourself in an arbor , with celestial honeysuckles creeping over it .
Although good Mother Baucis was a simple old dame , she could not but think XXXXX there was something rather out of the common way , in all that had been going on .
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