"Plenty sleep, eh?" she asked.
"Yes, I have had a great sleep, and am much rested. It is very comfortable here."
"Hungry, eh?"
"Why, I believe I am," and Jean laughed. "What are you cooking?"
"Bird. Sam ketch'm. Good. Smell'm?"
"I certainly do, and it makes my mouth water."
The woman at once stooped, dipped a cup into the pot which was simmering over the coals, and handed it to Jean.
"Soup. Good," she said.
"It is good," Jean agreed after she had tasted it. "This will make me strong. You are a fine cook. What is your name?"
"Kitty."