“Greenstreet and I amuse ourselves at Marston’s expense.

Marston is the plumpest man in the Camp and we become very solicitous about his welfare and condition, making a great show of generosity by offering him old penguin bones that we have gnawed till there is nothing left. We implore him not to get thin and even go so far as to select chops, etc., off him and quarrel about who shall have the tenderest part.

Finally he gets so disgusted with us that whenever he sees us approaching he turns and walks away.”

— Frank Worsley