In brief, will you resume your voyage, or is it your desire to cast your lot with us ?" He meditatively stroked the thin red stubble adorning his chin, contemplating me steadily.
"Doth that which assisteth to nourish and sustain the inner man bid fair to hold out ?" he finally questioned in a tone of anxiety.

"I have need of sufficient food, both temporal and spiritual, and would not lightly assume any burden of suffering, unless it appear clearly as the will of God." "I know not how long we can withstand such onslaughts as those you have already made," I returned honestly.

"We are fairly well provisioned for present needs, and when farther up the river will feel free to seek fresh game." "Ah! you have guns in the party?
You will shoot deer--deer!" He smacked his thin lips greedily.

"A nice, fat, juicy steak would not go bad even now.

'Tis strange how the mind runneth upon such carnal matters--it remindeth us the flesh is weak.