noon
Breakfast , on the shore of the sluggish and swamp-like stream where the big rowboat was moored , was a meagre meal , indeed . For after a moment of consideration it was decided not to use up all the food that remained . `` We may need some for luncheon , '' explained Russ , who seemed to have taken command of the little party . `` We may not be able to reach the steamer by noon . '' `` Do you think we 'll _ ever _ be able to reach it , old man ? '' asked Paul , in a low voice . `` Oh , sure .