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Built like Angora kittens and with the constitutions of beef critters . Go on , Romeo -- I do n't want her fainting with hunger on my hands , she 's mad enough at me now . '' It was midnight when the buckboard stopped in front of the company house where Mrs. Van Zandt and Henry Hard assisted the drowsy Polly out of the wagon , while Scott painstakingly performed the introductions . `` Nothing to eat since noon ! '' gasped Mrs. Van Zandt , in horror . `` What on earth was old lady Morgan thinking of ? Mr. Hard , if you 'll throw some more wood into the stove , I 'll put on the percolator and run down to the dining-room for some sandwiches . ''