"A little, yes, but who said anything about a little?"
"Well, a lot then."
"That's a lot better."
"You no walk on that foot tomorrow I tink."
"But I could ride for awhile and we could go slow."
"Mebby, eef snow not too mooch. We see mornin' heem come."
It seemed good to have a variety of food once more and they made a bit of a feast of the dinner opening a number of things which they had been saving for some special occasion. In the short afternoon they cut some more wood and dragged it in and as darkness was falling the storm showed signs of breaking.
"Eet be bon day tomorrow," Lucky announced while they were eating supper.
"Then we'll be off," Jack declared.
"Mebby, see how um foot be in morning."