That relieves me of the necessity of being ashamed of myself.

Joe, you merely imagine that you dislike lumberjacks.
There are some good fellows among them.

They aren't all so bad as you paint them," said Hippy soothingly.
The forest woman flared up.
"I hate the whole pack and pa'cel of 'em! I-hate 'em wuss'n a scalded pup hates vinegar on his back.

I'll stay, of course, but I'll sick Henry on 'em if they bothers me; then I'll turn my back and fergit that Henry's chawin' up a human bein'.

So there!" The Overland girls laughed merrily, and Grace linking an arm into the guide's led her down to the river where the two sat down, Grace to give Joe Shafto friendly advice, and Joe to accept it as she would from no other member of the Overland Riders.
In the meantime Tom and Hippy were discussing their plans.