They moistened their lips with this carefully, Quest with the camphor in his hand.

They found it good, however, though lukewarm.

Laura produced a packet of sweet chocolate from her pocket.
"It's some breakfast, this," she remarked, as she handed it round.

"Let's get a move on." "And if I may be permitted to make the suggestion," the Professor advised, "not too much chocolate.

It is sustaining, I know, but this sweetened concoction encourages thirst, and it is thirst which we have most to--from which we may suffer most inconvenience." "One, two, three--march!" Laura sung out.