She drew a breath in sharply between her lips, but it was a sigh of content.

She felt herself safe in this man's hands.

Again she broke into laughter and flung herself upon the convenient frying-pan, which she proceeded to scrub with sudden vigor.

Tom Osby's eyes twinkled.
"Whenever you think that skillet's clean enough, us two will set up and cook ourselves some breakfast right comfterble.

As for them fellers over there, they don't deserve none." So presently they two did cook and eat yet again.