Are you hurt anywhere?" Rachel demanded.
"No, not a scratch. Just a little grimy around the edges."
"Lands, you are in a tangle. Don't those Injuns have soap?"
"Not a sniff." Loretta laughed, feeling giddy, not quite able to believe Hunter had brought her here as promised. "Maybe that's a bad choice of words. I bet I smell to high heaven."
"Like a little smokehouse.
"No, not a scratch. Just a little grimy around the edges."
"Lands, you are in a tangle. Don't those Injuns have soap?"
"Not a sniff." Loretta laughed, feeling giddy, not quite able to believe Hunter had brought her here as promised. "Maybe that's a bad choice of words. I bet I smell to high heaven."
"Like a little smokehouse.
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