I got business.

I sell Bill Holmes one silver bridle, perhaps.

I don' know--mus' talk about it.

Yoh tell him come here by big rock, sweetheart ?" Annie-Many-Ponies took a minute for deliberation--which is the Indian way.

Ramon, having learned patience, said no more but watched her slant-eyed.
"I tell," she promised at last, and added, "I go now." Then she slipped away.