"Hi, Ted! Come in an' have a cup of coffee?"
"I can't stay, Nels. How are you doing?"
"Goot, goot for now. Them deer hunters what stayed in your camp, they paid me nice an' I get another yob soon."
"Crestwood's changing hands and the new owners are taking over next week. You might go ask them for your old job back."
"Yah! I do that."
"If you don't get one there," Ted said recklessly, "I myself will be able to offer you something that'll tide you over until you get another job. I'm going to build more camps."
"Py golly, Ted, I yoost don't know how to thank you!"
"Will you do me a favor?"
"For you I do anything!"
"Then listen carefully. At seven o'clock tomorrow morning I want you to go to Crestwood and see Thornton; he'll be out of bed. Tell him that there's something near those three sycamores in Coon Valley that he'd better take care of."