Huston had prepared lunch, but not at the construction site. Moreover, it might be too late to order the canteen to prepare anything decent now.

The workers' canteen bore no resemblance to an actual canteen. George's lunch was delivered from outside.

Houston knew he could no longer conceal the truth as over 100 workers looked at Sylvia and Eric with pleading eyes.

Their midday meal consisted of a chaotic concoction of boiled cabbage and potatoes in a large pot. It might have been edible with