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.
In the passage, Rachel is concerned about someone's well-being, asking if they are hurt. The response is reassuring, indicating that there's no physical harm, just a bit of dirtiness. Rachel humorously remarks on the lack of soap among the Native Americans, suggesting an amusing cultural observation about cleanliness.
Loretta, feeling a mix of excitement and disbelief, realizes that Hunter has fulfilled his promise to bring her to this location. As she reflects on her state, she expresses a playful self-deprecation about her odor, comparing herself to a smokehouse, which adds a light-hearted touch to the conversation.
