No, 'tain't wuth while to 'pologize.

You've got a right to be hungry, an' you mustn't forget Ma's cookin' either.

She's never had her beat in all these mountains." "Shut up, Seth," said Mrs.Leffingwell, genially, "you'll make the young stranger think you're plum' foolish, which won't be wide of the mark either." "I'm grateful," said Dick falling into the spirit of it, "but what pains me, Mrs.Leffingwell, is the fact that Mr.Leffingwell will only nibble at your food.

I don't understand it, as he looks like a healthy man." "'Twouldn't do for me to be too hearty," said Leffingwell, "or I'd keep Mandy here cookin' all the time." They seemed pleasant people to Dick, good, honest mountain types, and he was glad that he had found their house.

The room in which they sat was large, apparently used for all purposes, kitchen, dining-room, sitting-room, and bedroom.