"Wagalexa Conka my brother--my friend.

I tell you plenty time.

Now I tell no more." "Ramon loves yoh so moch," he pleaded, and smiled to himself when he saw her turn toward toward him again.

The love-talk--that was what a woman likes best to hear! "Yoh say yoh lov' Ramon jus' little bit!" "I not say now.

When I say I be sure I say truth." "All right, then I be sad till yoh lov' me.