If I'm goin' to keep yuh with me, you might just as well learn how to cook.

We'll be on the trail the biggest part of our time, I expect." He took her by the arm, just as any man might have done, and led her to the fire that was beginning to crackle cheerfully.

He set her down on the side where the smoke would be least likely to blow her way and proceeded to dress the grouse, stripping off skin and feathers together.
He unrolled the slicker and laid out a piece of bacon, a package of coffee, a small coffeepot, bannock and salt.

The coffeepot and the grouse he took in one hand--his left, Lorraine observed--and started toward the spring which she could hear gurgling in the shadows amongst the trees.
Lorraine watched him sidelong.

He seemed to take it for granted now that she would stay where she was.