I suppose he'd promised to divide.

You settle with him, and that business will stop." She turned to Freckles.

"And you be the happiest man alive, because you have kept your trust.

Go look where I tell you and you'll find the logs.
I can see just about where they are.

When they go up that steep little hill, into the next woods after the cornfield, why, they could unloose the chains and the logs would roll from the wagons themselves.