We felt a pang of regret at losing it.
After the first moment or two that lady realized the situation completely.

"I suppose," she said, "we have been down here about two days.

I am quite faint with hunger.

I have often read that candles, under these terrible circumstances, are sustaining.

What a good thing we have got the candles." Dicky squeezed my hand nervously, but our chaperone had slept off the eucalyptus and had no longer one cannibal thought.
"I don't think it is time for candles yet," he said reassuringly.