"That one's been on my mind for more'n a fortni't but I've had other things to do.

You can wash yourself in that basin in the sink.
That's what the rest of us do." Mary-'Gusta obediently washed in the tin basin and rubbed her face and hands dry upon the roller towel behind the closet door.
"Am I late for breakfast ?" she asked, anxiously.
"No, I guess not.

Ain't had breakfast yet.

Cap'n Shad's out to the barn 'tendin' to the horse and Zoeth's feedin' the hens.

They'll be in pretty soon, if we have luck.