It was certainly good to the eyes, and the body was not so completely dissevered after all, as it began to signal the mind that it was, in very truth, hungry.

He was about to raise the food to his lips and then he remembered.
Spurring forward a little he held out the bread and meat to Jackson.
"It's cold and hard, sir," he said, "but you'll find it good." "It's thoughtful of you," said Jackson.

"I'll take half and see that you eat the rest.

Give none of it to this hungry horde around me.

They're able to forage for themselves." Jackson ate his half and Harry his.