And they ate with solemn, serious faces, for it was not every day the chance came to fill their bellies with such dainties.

Joey, with an eye to business, decided to stay in the street on the chance of selling out, for the crowd had now reached to the gutter.

He rattled the shining lids of the hot cans from time to time to attract attention as his cracked voice chanted his familiar cry, "Peas an' pies, all 'ot, all 'ot!" And he drove a brisk trade among the uninvited guests, who paid for their own.

Inside, they drank the health of the married couple; but the dozen of beer barely wet their throats.

Jonah and Chook went to the "Woolpack" with jugs, and the company settled down to the spree.
At intervals the men offered to shout for a few friends, and, borrowing a dead marine from the heap of empty bottles, shuffled off to the hotel to get it filled.