"Are you hungry, Chunky?" asked Walter, pausing in his walk, later on.
Stacy nodded.
The day had worn along well into the afternoon and neither of the boys had had anything to eat since early morning. Their appetites were beginning to assert themselves.
"I'm going to get some mineral water. It surely will help some. Come on, it won't hurt you."
Stacy turned a pair of resentful eyes on his companion.
"No egg water for me. I'll starve first," he answered, with more spirit than usual.
While Walter went to the spring to help himself to the sulphur water,
Stacy stood off to view his artistic work on the bark of the tree.
"Guess—guess they'll know I've been here, anyway," he mumbled.
"That's real good stuff," announced Walter, as he returned. "I do not feel nearly so hungry as I did before. Better try some."
Stacy made no reply to the suggestion.