But there was meat enough for double the number, and bread in plenty, but so ill-made as to be rejected by most of the men.

The potatoes were evidently the luxury; and, guided by that feeling, the man who had told the strangers that they need not be afraid of being robbed, at once selected six out of the bowl, and deposited three each before Dick and Caldigate.

He helped the others all round to one each, and then was left without any for himself.
'I don't care a damn for that sort of tucker,' he said, as though he despised potatoes from the bottom of his heart.

Of all the crew he was the dirtiest, and was certainly half drunk.

Another man holloaed to 'Mother Henniker' for pickles; but Mother Henniker, without leaving her seat at the bar, told them to 'pickle themselves.' Whereupon one of the party, making some allusion to Jack Brien's swag,--Jack Brien being absent at the moment,--rose from his seat and undid a great roll lying in one of the corners.