“Trouble?” the plumper of the two asked, then she chuckled. “Young man, you can’t even begin to imagine the trouble we’ve had; could he, sister.”
Her companion snorted in derision, then sipped from her teacup.
“However,” the first continued, “we are well cared for, and certainly not stranded, but we do thank you for your concern. Perhaps you will join us for some tea?”
At first Willis declined, but the lady said, “Surely the others can set up the camp without your help, can they not?”