Then I think eet strange that the bear or whatever he is do not move.

I say to Golemar, 'We will closer go, _ne c'est pas_ ?' A step or two--then three--but he do not move--then pretty soon I look again, close.

Eet is a man, I pick heem up, like this--and I bring heem home.

_Ne c'est pas_, Medaine ?" Her name was Medaine then.

Not bad, Barry thought.