I 'll have everything ready by the time you get here.

Eat! Hell! We 'll eat in the saddle! What's that, Carroll ?' "Ye ain't a-goin' to leave me yere alone, are ye, Sergeant ?" "No; there 'll be two horses to keep you company.

You've got a snap, man; plenty to eat, and a good fire--what more do you want--a nurse?
Hughes, what, in the name of Heaven, are you standing there for?
Perhaps you would like to have me stir you up.

I will if those horses are not here in ten minutes." The cowman, muffled to the ears in a buffalo coat, plunged profanely into the drift, slamming the door behind him.

Hamlin hastily glanced over the few articles piled in readiness on the bench--ammunition, blankets, food--paying no heed to Carroll's muttering of discontent.
By the time Hughes returned, he had everything strapped for the saddles.