"I expect so," said Ricky, but she spoke doubtfully. However, as a delicious plateful of food fantastically called oiseaux-sans-têtes was at that moment placed before her, she forgot about the picture and turned her full attention to the food.
"Oiseaux sants têtes means birds without heads," said Denise helpfully.
Wendy gave an affected little squeal. "Oh, Denise, what a horrid idea. Fancy eating poor wee birds without heads!"
"Would you rather eat them with their heads?" Ricky inquired with genuine interest and Wendy squealed again.
"I'd rather not eat wee birds at all," she said.
"Och, go on with you, Wendy," said Julie, "they're not birds, they're beef olives, only a jolly lot nicer than the beef olives we get at home."
From CROOKS TOUR, Chapter 9, Light in the Night.