Charley, we are obliged to have several tables; but you are to be beside Maurice, so take your friends with you.

There goes the 'Roast Beef;' my heart warms to that old tune." Amidst a hurried recognition, and shaking of hands on every side, I elbowed my way into the tent, and soon reached a corner, where, at a table for eight, I found Maurice seated at one end; a huge, purple-faced old major, whom he presented to us as Bob Mahon, occupied the other.

O'Shaughnessy presided at the table next to us, but near enough to join in all the conviviality of ours.
One must have lived for some months upon hard biscuit and harder beef to relish as we did the fare before us, and to form an estimate of our satisfaction.

If the reader cannot fancy Van Amburgh's lions in red coats and epaulettes, he must be content to lose the effect of the picture.

A turkey rarely fed more than two people, and few were abstemious enough to be satisfied with one chicken.