Reserving what remained to finish with, he asked: 'Have you got anything to eat, any of you?
I'm as ravenous as a hungry wolf.

Which of you was in the larder--come ?' 'I was, brother,' said Dennis, pulling off his hat, and fumbling in the crown.

'There's a matter of cold venison pasty somewhere or another here, if that'll do.' 'Do!' cried Hugh, seating himself on the pathway.

'Bring it out! Quick! Show a light here, and gather round! Let me sup in state, my lads! Ha ha ha!' Entering into his boisterous humour, for they all had drunk deeply, and were as wild as he, they crowded about him, while two of their number who had torches, held them up, one on either side of him, that his banquet might not be despatched in the dark.

Mr Dennis, having by this time succeeded in extricating from his hat a great mass of pasty, which had been wedged in so tightly that it was not easily got out, put it before him; and Hugh, having borrowed a notched and jagged knife from one of the company, fell to work upon it vigorously.
'I should recommend you to swallow a little fire every day, about an hour afore dinner, brother,' said Dennis, after a pause.