Wagon trains have been haulin' supplies.

There 's some stiff work ahead when the snow flies, or I miss my guess." Hamlin sat silent, thinking, and the scout smoked quietly, occasionally glancing toward his companion.

Finally he spoke again, his voice barely audible.
"That little girl you sent in with us is here yet." The Sergeant was conscious that his cheeks flamed, but he never looked up.
"Yes, I saw her as we came in." "She 's asked me about you once or twice; don't seem to forget what you did for her." "Sorry to hear that." "No, yer not; could n't no man be sorry to have a girl like that take an interest in him.

'T ain't in human nature.

What did yer tell her about me ?" "Tell her!" surprised.