After making the boat snug and comfortable, the boys proceeded to cook their dinner. They brought out from the lockers some cold beef and ham, and boiled the potatoes in a small tin saucepan over the spirit-lamp. The meal was soon ready, and they sat down to it with most excellent appetites.
"Where have you put the salt, Frank?" asked Dick.
"The salt?" replied Frank, thoughtfully.
"Yes, the salt."
"Well, let me see. Dear me, we must have forgotten it."
"But Frank, how can you—how can anybody eat beef without salt?" said Jimmy reproachfully.
"Never mind, we will get some to-morrow," said Frank, looking guilty.
"There are no shops about here, and there are no salt-mines in the marsh," said Jimmy, who refused to be comforted.
"Talking about salt-mines, have you ever been down one?" said Frank, who was eager to turn the subject.
"No; have you?"