"What, the cave?" asked Tom carelessly.
"No, the grub."
"Oh, you are cooking something, aren't you?"
"You know well enough that we are."
"Well, I can't stop you, Baxter, so cook away."
"Don't you want something to eat?"
"To be sure we do," put in Sam. "Nobody wants to go hungry."
"Perhaps you'll have to go hungry," said Dan Baxter significantly.
"It would be just like you to starve us, Baxter!" burst out Tom. "I know you are as mean as they make them."
"No compliments, please. I know my business, Tom Rover; and let me say I am in this game to win."