It was one of her favorite dishes.
Buster broke the eggs in an agate dish, then added the milk, a cupful for each person.

The eggs, of course, had first been beaten up and the sugar added.

Harriet, with her skirt pinned up, was frying bacon and potatoes until the smoke in the cabin was so thick as to drive out those who were not actively engaged in getting the supper.

Harriet and Margery stuck to their posts, Tommy Thompson watched the operations from the deck, now and then coughing to remind them that she was there.
"There, I think everything is ready," announced Buster.

"How soon are you going to finish with the oil stove ?" "Please do not wait for me.