Goodsir could only stare. “We’ll have only one cask of water but hundreds of Royal Navy–issued boots to eat?” “Yes,” said Crozier. Suddenly all eight men began laughing so hard that they could not stop; when the others ceased, someone would begin laughing again and then everyone would join in. “Shhh!” Crozier said at last, sounding like a schoolmaster with boys but still chuckling himself.
