I hide by manzanita.

I see senorita like grande senor ver mooch.

She like senor keese.

She--' "Then Isbel hit the little greaser a back-handed crack in the mouth.
Sure it was a crack! Lorenzo went over the counter backward an' landed like a pack load of wood.

An' he didn't git up.
"'Mister Bruce,' said Isbel, 'an' you fellars who heerd thet lyin' greaser, I did meet Ellen Jorth.