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asked Bluff , who had been fixing a phantom minnow on a troll , in the expectation of picking up a fish or two while they rowed . `` Oh ! a little cold snack in the shape of grub , '' explained the other , who on all occasions possessed a voracious appetite . `` But do n't you remember we planned to be in the village long before noon , and expected to get dinner there ? '' protested Bluff . `` All right , that strikes me as a good scheme , '' came the ready reply ; `` but with my customary caution I 'm only insuring against starvation . How do we know but what we 'll be shipwrecked half-way there , and find ourselves up against it ?