“Isn’t there any salt?” asked Pat, after a time.
“Of course,” said Johnny; “and there’s pepper too. I’ll get the castors.”
“Do, thin, and quick too,” said Pat.
The castors were soon forthcoming, and Pat sprinkled a little salt and pepper over the roaster and the duck.
“That’s the way,” said he, “to bring out the full fleevour.”
At length they were done, and taken off the fire. The plates, knives and forks, upon which Pat had looked so contemptuously shortly before, were now brought forth. A pleasant place was found in a secluded spot, and here they sat down to dine.
They had scarcely begun when footsteps were heard. Pat went out to reconnoitre.
It was Jiggins and Muckle.
“Have ye caught any fish?” was his first address to them.
“No,” said they in a discontented tone; “and we’re starving.”