"Dere's no tam' for monkey roun'." "I tell you he may be honest," she declared.

"He may mean to marry me, but I've got to know.

That's why I came to you; that's what you must find out for me." "I'm good trader, Necia," said the Canadian, after a moment.

"I'll mak' bargain wit' you now.

If he say yes, he'll marry you, I don' ask no more; but if he say no, you geeve 'im to me.