"An' we've no time now.

Wait till we get to camp." "Am I to pack my belongin's or leave them heah ?" asked Ellen.
"Reckon y'u'd better leave--them heah." "But if we did not come back--" "Wal, I reckon it's not likely we'll come--soon," he said, rather evasively.
"Colter, I'll not go off into the woods with just the clothes I have on my back." "Ellen, we shore got to pack all the grab we can.

This shore ain't goin' to be a visit to neighbors.

We're shy pack hosses.

But y'u make up a bundle of belongin's y'u care for, an' the things y'u'll need bad.
We'll throw it on somewhere." Colter stalked away across the lane, and Ellen found herself dubiously staring at his tall figure.