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"We don't see much of the farmer himself; he's pretty nearly always out, or sleeping after a night on the loose. But he's nice enough in other ways; and it's a house where they feed you properly." "Well, there are places where the food's worse," said Kalle, "but there can't be many. Most of them, certainly, are better." "Are they really?" asked Lasse, in surprise.
You may present a letter of introduction to an Englishman, and he wishes to be civil, to help you to have a good time. It is quite possible he may say something like this: "I think you had better know my sister Sophy. You mayn't like her. But her dinners are rather amusing. Of course the food's ghastly because she's the stingiest woman in London."
"I'm hanged if I like this game," Cumshaw growled as they made a meagre breakfast on almost the last of their rations. "The food's running short, and it's only a matter of time until they wear us down. You know what it means for us, Jack, if they catch us with the gold. Now I've got an idea, and if we carry it out I see a chance of escaping scot-free.
You're quite sure it wouldn't be wiser to warn Winkles, wean your little boy gradually, and and rely upon the Theoretical Triumph?" "I wish to goodness you'd spend half an hour in my nursery when the Food's a little late," said Redwood, with a note of exasperation in his voice; "then you wouldn't talk like that, Bensington. Besides Fancy warning Winkles... No!
At length they stopped one evening at a portage, and Lisle examined the stores. "The food's getting short," he announced. "One or two of you had better take out your rifles the first thing to-morrow, while the rest go fishing. I'll tackle the portage with two packers." He began his work at sunrise the next morning and it was toward evening when Crestwick came back exultant with a blacktail buck.
"Which," said Calhoun acidly, "would give you some satisfaction but not an ounce of food! And food's more important than satisfaction. Now, I'm going to take off for Weald again. I'll want somebody to build an emergency device for my ship, and I'll want the four pilots I've trained and twenty more candidates. And I'd like to have some decent rations!
These things they sensed vaguely, but they were too occupied with each other to ascertain details. "What was the name of that place again?" asked Freddie. "The what-ho-something?" "The Automat?" "That's the little chap! We'll go there, shall we?" "The food's quite good. You go and help yourself out of slot-machines, you know." "My favorite indoor sport!" said Freddie with enthusiasm. "Hullo!
Here you do not find obtrusive waiters brushing imaginary crumbs from your chair with obsequious hand, nor over zealous stewards solicitous of your food's quality. It is all perfect because it is made perfect by good management.
For one thing the food's running short, as you just remarked, and for another I don't intend keeping up this dodging game for ever. We can't last; they'll wear us down." "That's supposing they don't get tired and go home," said the cheerful Mr. Cumshaw. "Not much chance of that," Mr. Bradby retorted. "I only wish they would."
You don't suppose your food's going to make any difference to us." Philip was afraid to speak, and Athelny, going to the door, called his wife. "Betty," he said, when she came in, "Mr. Carey's coming to live with us." "Oh, that is nice," she said. "I'll go and get the bed ready." She spoke in such a hearty, friendly tone, taking everything for granted, that Philip was deeply touched.
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