I must really get him to teach our mess cook how to make it." "Do you know what it is, Harry ?" "I have not the least idea; it might be anything.

I think that it tasted, to me, more like stewed eels than anything else." "You are not very far out.

It is made of the creatures you turned up your nose at--snakes." "Nonsense, Stanley!" "It is, I can assure you.

I would not tell you before, because it might have set you against it.

That soup you had in the cave was made from snake flesh.