He now felt how deeply he wanted his breakfast, so he dressed himself with all possible speed, even forgetting to fasten his bootlaces properly.

He was in such a hurry that he dropped his collar-stud, and it was as he stooped to pick it up that he remembered his dream.

Do you know that was really the first time he had thought of it.

The dream--that indeed would be something to think about.
Breakfast was the really important thing.

He went down very hungry indeed.