There's lots of creek that isn't in use." "No sir, by heck, I'm going to take my swim right here.

I'm too doggone tired to walk another yard.

Suit yourself about going, though.
Don't let me hurry you at all." He sat down and began to unlace his shoes, grinning back over his shoulder at the other two who had not ventured down to the creek when they heard the voice of a woman there.
Marion sat up indignantly.

"Go on down the creek, why don't you ?" "Oh, this place suits me fine." Fred, having removed one shoe, turned it upside down and shook out the sand, and began unlacing the other.
Marion waited stubbornly until he was pulling that shoe off, and then she gathered up her cushions and fled, flushed and angry.

She was frequently angry with Fred, who never yielded an inch and never would argue or cajole.