“And how many chickens?”
“Four, sir.”
“And how many mince pies?”
“Eight, sir.”
“Have we eaten all these since?”
“Yes, sir.”
“Well,” said Jiggins, “all day yesterday I only ate one ham sandwich, and to-day only a turkey drumstick, except at O’Rafferty’s.”
“I ate a mince pie yesterday,” said Billymack “and another one to-day—that’s all.”
“Well, well, I’m not inquiring into what you ate, boys,” said Mr. Long, good-humoredly. “I was only amazed to find that our stores had gone so fast. We’ll have to live on clams, or go home, unless we can buy some provisions here. Well, well,” he concluded, with a sigh, “we’ll have to attack this ham bone. Here, cook; isn’t there any more ham left?”
“One more, sir.”