"I thought so," said Paul, laughing; "but there it one thing we are not prepared for."
"What is that?"
"Supper."
"I wish we had a frying pan and a furnace; we could have some fried perch for supper."
"As we have not those things, we must make the best of what we have. Our luncheon is all gone; but there are two or three crackers in the locker, which I threw in from the old boat."
"We shan't starve before morning," replied John, whose philosophy was proof against an empty stomach.
"I know that; but it would be a good deal better to have some supper, if we could get it."
"Can't we go on shore?"
"No, we can't land on this shallow beach. It wouldn't be safe to get aground here."