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I don't know how many I can supply, but at
least, I think, a hundred."
"Why, how the devil--?"
"Go on; I haven't time to talk to you. Get busy!"
Working by flashlight, the men cut open the tins, dumped the biscuits
on a blanket spread in a corner of the cellar, while Barry made
preparations for a fire.
"Here, Hobbs, you punch two holes in these cans, just an inch from the
top."
Soon the fire was blazing cheerily. In its light Barry was searching
through the ruin.
"By Jove," he shouted, "the very thing. Just made for us."
He pulled out a long steel rod from a heap of rubbish and ran with it to
the fire.
"Here, boys, punch a hole in this wall. Now then, for the cans. String
them on this rod."
In twenty minutes the coffee was ready.
"How is it?" he inquired anxiously, handing a mess tin full to one of
his men.
The boy tasted it.
"Like mother made," he said, with a grin. "Gee, but it's good."
At that moment the doctor appeared at the cellar door.
"I say, old chap," he said, "there will be a riot here in fifteen
minutes.


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