I suppose they thought that I was not strong enough for it." "They eat very little meat themselves, Harry.

Now I fancy your dinner is done, except some fruit.

We have got plenty of that." There were, however, some fried bananas, and Harry declared that he had feasted like a king.
"If this goes on, Stanley, I will wager that I shall be about in a week; and shall be offering to run a race with you, in a fortnight." "You will be a good deal longer than that, before you are fit to walk any distance.

Still, with a good appetite--which you are sure to have, after your illness--plenty of food, and the cool air in these caves, I do expect that you will pick up fast." The next day passed quietly.
"I shall be glad when tomorrow is over," Stanley said to Meinik, the last thing before going up to Harry's cell.

"Today I expect they are all marching back again and, if they pay us another visit, it will be early tomorrow morning.