It vas de nature.

But vis me it vas not so easy; no, not near so easy.

I tink maybe you ver' nice man," she tipped it off upon her finger ends half playfully, constantly flashing her eyes up into his puzzled face.

"I tink you ver' good man; I tink you ver' strong man; I tink maybe you be ver' nice to Mercedes.

'T is for all dose tings dat I like you, senor, like you ver' mooch; but lofe, dat means more as like, an' I know not for sure.