Are you sure those are not poisonous ?" "I'm not sure," replied Bob, "and I'm too hungry to care much.
They're a sort of big sun-fish, such as I used to catch at home.
The meat looks nice and white.

Better have some.

I'll warm them again." He put them once more on the pointed sticks near the fire, and when they were sizzling he laid them on the green leaves.

Then, with sticks for knives and forks, the two castaways made a fairly good meal.
"I thought I never would see land again," said the nervous man, as he began to dress in his dry clothes after the breakfast.

"This has been a terrible experience for me." "I guess it has," admitted Bob.