"All right," he answered stoutly, although as a matter of fact he was full of stiff spots and queer aches.

"And--and I'm hungry." "Good stuff!" laughed Steve.

He lifted the tray to Tom's lap and took the covers from the dishes.

"There isn't an awful lot here," he added apologetically, "but Danny said you'd be better if you didn't eat such a big supper.

Do you mind ?" "No, I guess there's enough.