Come, let us go to breakfast." Most of the seats were vacant at the table that morning.

A few smilingly looked around, secure in their superior strength.

Others were bravely trying to do the right thing by sitting down to a morning meal; but a number of these failed, some leaving quietly and deliberately, others rushing away in unceremonial haste.

Chester was quite alone on his side of the table.

If there had been a trifle of "sinking emptiness" in him before, the meal braced him up wonderfully.