LOVE WORDS FOR ANNIE
Always yoh 'fraid Luck Lindsay this, 'fraid Luck that other. Me, I gets damn' sick hear that talk all time. Bimeby he marree som' girl, then what for you? He don' maree yoh, eh? He don' lov' yoh; he think too good for maree Indian girl. Me, I not think like that. I, Ramon Chavez, I think proud to lov' yoh. Ramon—"
"I not think Wagalexa Conka marry me." The girl was turning stubborn under his importunities. "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 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 say yoh lov' me. Yoh maybe be happy, yoh know Ramon's got heavy heart for yoh."
"I plenty sorry, you be sad for me," she confessed demurely.
"I lov' yoh so moch! I think nothing but how
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