"She must ha' favoured Jim, though he wasn't partickler about his clothes.
Discontented, ye say she was ?" "Aye.

Discontented.

She was meant for a fine lady, I reckon.

I dunno what she wanted, but anyhow it was something that Abe Hanks ain't likely to give her.

I can't jest picture her in Kaintuck'!" Squire Boone was asleep, and Daniel drew the flap of his buffalo robe over his head and prepared to follow suit.