Scott's voice had an ironical note and his look did not indicate much sympathy.

In the North, a demand for food is seldom refused, but Scott obviously meant to be satisfied with supplying the party's urgent needs.

With this Thirlwell agreed.
Then Scott said to Driscoll, "You had better take your friends to the bunk-house and tell the cook to make you supper.

You know where to get blankets." Stormont got up with an effort, and when he went out with the others Scott smiled.
"I'm not going back on my duty, but I don't want that outfit in my shack," he said.
Next morning after breakfast Stormont came in.

He had to some extent recovered from his fatigue, but looked worn and dispirited.
"I guess I owe you some thanks," he said.
"I don't know if you do or not," Scott answered coolly.