“Looks as if you’ll have to go without eating until morning. We can go down to that little village and buy some more food then.”
Chet patted his empty stomach.
“But I can’t wait until then.”
“You still have your boots,” Joe reminded him again.
Then a thoughtful look crossed Chet’s face.
“Just a minute!” he shouted, and ran out of the room.
“What’s he up to now?” demanded Biff.
They soon found out. Chet returned with one of the packsacks from under his bed.
“I just remembered. When we were unpacking the grub I forgot to take everything out of this packsack. Look!” He delved into it and produced half a loaf of bread, three tins of sardines, a can of salmon and a small quantity of tea in a canister.
The others raised a cheer of delight.