"As the search progressed, the fire inspector found himself in the kitchen. Porridge was cooking in a large copper pot and gave off the smell that the smooth operator had noticed in the hall. Ostap wrinkled his nose and said:
"What is it cooking in? Lubricating oil?"
"It's pure butter, I swear it is", said Alchen, blushing to the roots of his hair. "We buy it from the farm".