"For that matter, we're learning that it's no use for boys to go camping, especially in the winter, unless they're willing to work." "What's to be done first ?" Dave wanted to know.
"Well, we'll need more wood, and more water," Prescott replied.
"As it doesn't make much difference which we do first, I'm for getting the wood, if that suits the rest of you.

Our path of yesterday is blown over a bit with snow, but we can dig it out again in a little while.
And, while we're at that, we may as well dig through to the cook shack again.

I want to get a good look in there this time." "Expect to find Mr.Fits there ?" Dave asked.
"Hardly, if we didn't find him there yesterday.

But, the more I think about it, the more I feel certain that the noises of last night were in some way connected with the shack." "I'd like to believe that," muttered Tom.

"If that's the case, some of us might sleep in there to-night and catch hold of the noise maker." "Who'd sleep there ?" grimaced Dan.
"Well," responded Reade slowly, "we might let Hen sleep there.