After you get your dunnage over to your tent amuse yourselves in any way that you care to.

I'll introduce you to the crowd at table." Tom and Harry speedily had their scanty dunnage stored in their own tent.

Then they sat down on campstools just outside the door.
"Thurston didn't seem extremely cordial, did he ?" asked Hazelton solemnly.
"Well, why should he be cordial ?" Tom demanded.

"What does he know about us?
We're trying to break in here and make a living, but how does he know that we're not a pair of merely cheerful idiots ?" "I've an idea that Mr.Thurston is always rather cool with his staff," pursued Harry.
"Do your work, old fellow, in an exceptionally fine way, and I guess you'll find that he can thaw out.

Mr.Thurston is probably just like other men who have to employ folks.