The food question—Objections to paraffin oil as an atmosphere—Advantages of cheese as a travelling companion—A married woman deserts her home—Further provision for getting upset—I pack—Cussedness of toothbrushes—George and Harris pack—Awful behaviour of Montmorency—We retire to rest.
Then we discussed the food question. George said:
“Begin with breakfast.” (George is so practical.) “Now for breakfast we shall want a frying-pan”—(Harris said it was indigestible; but we merely urged him not to be an ass, and George went on)—“a teapot and a kettle, and a methylated spirit stove.”
“No oil,” said George, with a significant look; and Harris and I agreed.