"But dis Senor Brown he vas not dat kind--he ask me to marry him; he say he not care vat I been, only he lofe me, an' he be good to me alvays.

I vas hungry for dat, senorita, but I say no, no, no! Eet vas not for me, nevah.

I send him avay so sorry, an' den I cry ven I hear his horse go out yonder.

Eet vas like he tread on me, eet hurt dat vay.

Maybe I no lofe him, but I know he vas good man an' he lofe me.