He looked surprised and (p.

068) said, "Fancy having breakfast when the town is being shelled." "Well," I said, "don't you know we always read in the papers, when a man is hanged, that before he went out to the gallows he ate a hearty breakfast?
There must be some philosophy in it.

At any rate, you might as well die on a full stomach as an empty one." So Murdoch began to get breakfast ready in the kitchen, where Mr.Vandervyver's maid was already preparing a meal for her master.

I shaved and had a good clean up and was sitting in the dining room arranging the many letters and messages which I had received from men who asked me to write to their relatives.

Breakfast had just been set on the table when I heard the loudest bang I have ever heard in my life.