I reckon you could do that.

It ain't hard." And indeed in due course he made arrangements for that on the table in front of her, so that she might feel easier in being useful.
"Why, that isn't the dish pan," said she.
Sim Gage flushed with great guiltiness.
"No, ma'am, it ain't.

It's only the wash pan.

Fact is, some one has been in this place since I been away, and they stole my dish pan, the low-down pups.

I didn't know as you'd notice the wash pan." "Well, it will do for once," she said dubiously, and so she went on, making good shift, wiping the dishes carefully and placing them before her on the table.