Dick turned out the haversack which held the food they had left, but it made a very poor apology for a meal.
'I could put that lot in a holler tooth, an' never know I'd had aught,' said Chippy. 'This scoutin' life mek's yer uncommon peckish.'
'Rather,' cried the Wolf, who was as hungry as the animal after which his patrol was named; and the two boys began to scout for their last wild, free breakfast-table.
CHAPTER XLIX
DIGGING A WELL
The two scouts crept along the edge of the coppice, eye and ear on the alert. They were hoping to surprise a rabbit in a play-hole, but though they saw plenty of rabbits scuttling to shelter, every hole proved the mouth of a burrow, and that was too much for them to attempt. They worked clean round the coppice, saw dozens of rabbits, but were never within a mile of catching one; at last they came back to their camp.
'It strikes me, Chippy, we shall have to divide the scraps we've got left, tighten our belts, and strike out for the next baker's shop.'
'Looks like it,' murmured the Raven. 'I'm jolly thirsty too.'
'So am I,' said Dick; 'let's see if we can find a pool of clear water in the swampy patch yonder.'