I have had
a cold meal prepared in the main cabin, with hot coffee to wash
it down. I thought you boys might like to join me here for a
real meal. Having a real meal is one of the privileges of the
owner of the show, you know," replied Mr. Sparling, with a hearty
laugh, in which the boys joined.
"I was going to eat my egg," said Teddy humorously.
"It is very kind of you, Mr. Sparling," said Phil. "We were just
wondering what we should do for breakfast, and Teddy, as he has
just told you, was thinking of eating the ostrich egg."
"Raw?"
"I presume so," replied Phil, with a short laugh.
"It would make a fellow strong," declared Teddy in defense of
his egg.
"I agree with you, my boy. I ate a piece of one once, and it was
quite the strongest thing I ever tackled."
"That's a joke. Ha, ha!" replied Teddy, with serious face.
The lads were, by this time, on such terms of intimacy with their
employer that they felt free to talk with him as they would to
each other. At least Phil did, and in all probability Tucker
would have done so at any rate.
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