"When are we going to have breakfast?" asked the little girl, after a long wait. "I'm hungry, mother."
"We will have it pretty soon," replied Mrs. Johnson in order to quiet her daughter's mind.
"But I want it now," continued Nellie. "I'm very hungry."
"Hush!" said Mrs. Johnson.
"An' I had de finest brekfust what was ever invented," said Washington, rolling his big eyes. "Mud turkle eggs, ham, preserves, coffee—"
"That will do, Washington," said the professor. "It only makes our mouths water to think about such things."
At the mention of the turtle eggs Jack nudged Mark, and signalled him to walk to one side. When they were out of earshot of the others Jack said:
"What's the matter with cooking some of the eggs that are left on the sand? There are plenty of them, and there is no sense in our going hungry."
"How you going to cook 'em?" asked Mark.
"I'll show you," replied Jack.