She's keep awful quiet, tell nobody.

She's theenk sell that thing for flying." "Huh!" Johnny grunted.

"What you telling me about it for?
Your brother'd skin yuh alive if he caught you blabbing it all out to me." Tomaso looked a little scared and uneasy.

He dropped his eyes and began poking a hole in the sand with his toe.

Then he looked up very candidly into Johnny's face.
"Me, I'm awful lonesome," he explained.