"Why, you are, Dolly! You won the dish-washing race, so you've certainly got the right to do that."
"I'll let you do it if you want to, Bessie. I don't care about the old race."
"No. You earned the right. And I believe you can do it better than I can, anyhow."
"It's just a trick, when you once know how. I used to think it was a wonderful thing to do, but it's just as easy as threading a needle."
"That's another thing that isn't easy until you know just how to do it, though."
"I guess that's so. I've seen boys try to do it, ever and ever so many times, and they usually threw the needle and thread away two or three times before they managed it."
"Are we to cook lunch as soon as we all get to the camping spot?"
"I don't think so. It would be too early, you see."
"I guess the fire will be made, though. Do you know what we are going to have?"
"Potatoes. I saw those. And I believe we're going to have a ham, too. And coffee, of course, and a lot of fruit for dessert."