seven o'clock
I find that food really matters very little . Our cook is of the jungle jungly . Autolycus is disgusted with him , and does his best to reform him . _ Chota-hazri _ I have alone , as Boggley is away inspecting before seven o'clock . I emerge from my tent and find a table before Boggley 's tent with a cloth on it , -- not particularly clean , -- a loaf of bread -LRB- our bread is made in jail : a _ chuprassi _ goes to fetch it every second day -RRB- , a tin of butter , and a tin of jam . Autolycus appears accompanied by the jungly cook , bearing a plate of what under happier circumstances might have been porridge . A spoonful or two is more than enough .