Me, I t'ink she lak to be the only white girl in the country, lak a queen." "How old is she ?" inquired Peter.
"Twenty years, Michel say," answered Poly.

"Ah! she is beautiful!" he went on.

"She walk the groun' as sof' and proud and pretty as fine yong horse! She sit her horse like a flower on its stem.

Me and her good frens too.

She say she lak me for cause I am simple.