"Gee, but it would taste good," he said aloud.
"What?"
"I was thinking of breakfast," said poor Tommy, "hot rolls and things like that, Judy."
"O-o-oh," said Judy, "how about some hot biscuit, with one of Perkins' omelettes—and—creamed potatoes?"
"Oh, don't," groaned hungry Tommy, and fled.
He came back in about two minutes, swaggering with importance.
"This island isn't so barren as it looks," he said, pompously. "You don't know everything, Judy."
"Don't I?"
"No. Now what do you think of these," and he produced the two lemons triumphantly.
"Where did you find them?"