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Reynolds certainly did understand, and with an exclamation of surprise and delight, he entered the little room, where he found a bath-tub partly filled with water, clean towels, a suit of clothes, and a shaving-outfit. "Where did all these things come from?" he asked. "Sconda fix 'em all sam' beeg house. Savvey?" "And are these clothes for me?" "Ah, ah. Missie Glen send 'em."
"Ah Sing, how can I ever thank you for all the six months you've spent in the brush?" "He all-li, Massa Land. You ketchem me come out nat jail. I heap savvey you come see Missie Jo. Missie papa, lo-ong time now, he ketchee me no die. Missie Jo, alla same my girl-o." "Those Indians " "Were Sing's friends, dear, dressed up." "Chinamen?" "Yes." "Sing, where did Digger Dan go to?"
"Sconda no savvey. More bad white man. Ugh!" "Well, then, let us get away from this place as soon as possible." "What about Dan?" Reynolds asked. "We can't leave him here." "That's true," and Weston turned toward the wounded man. "He deserves to stay, though, for his base treachery. But we cannot do that, so must tote him back to the cabin. It will be a hard task, and the villain isn't worth it.
But, though the complex Oriental nature will never be quite understood by the Occidental, she had confidence in the loyalty of the Chinaman, who had served them for five years, and whose life had once been saved by her father. "Ah Sing, will you tell me what happened," she asked, knowing well that a command would only elicit a stolid "No savvey." Put as a favor, or a confidence, he might respond.
The Indian merely nodded. "And get ready for the Ordeal at once. Savvey?" "Ah, ah, Sconda savvey," was the reply, and with that he left the house. Glen went, too, without another word to her father, and hurried to her own room. It was a cozy place, fitted up with every comfort, and she loved it dearly. But now it seemed to her like a prison.
I used to let on I didn't savvey anything about it. 'Now, explain to me, says I to him. 'You say you have so many shares of them stock, waving my hand to a bunch of critters in the distance. 'What part do you take? I mean, what's your share of each animal, and does the last man get the hoofs and the tail? 'Oh! you don't understand, says he.
I, Cupid, too much plenty black for see in de dark; an' if dey no see me, dey no kill. Savvey? Please, Mr Fortescue, sar. I no lib for fight too much plenty long time." "Look here, Cupid," I replied. "It is no use for you to ask me for permission to go in the gig, for I cannot give it you.
By this time, they had passed through the living room; and he had awkwardly opened the door into the kitchen. "I haven't known you very long," she said. "There isn't a lot to know about me," he grumbled. Then his face cleared like the sunshine breaking through. "I could teach you to savvey the whole works in an evening." "There are the chocolate wafers up over the ice-chest that brown tin box."
"Where did you get the box?" "You savvey place him horse get scare; him wagon, he fa' over top-side down. Him money, he fa' out. Him stop place snow melt away by heap big tlee tlunk. Me see. Missa Land, I know he like. I ketchem." When Rand took Jo home they were met by a smiling Sing in a snowy white apron. "Where's the other boy?" asked Jo. "Him boy? I tellum get out quick, or I killum, sure!"
A man's voice growled harshly it was like the snarl of a wild beast, "Three nights you done no good. Blarst yer slobberin'! you ain't got no more savvey than a blank blank cow. I'd put a new head on yer for tuppence." A woman answered, "You've struck me, you swine; and if I've got a black eye I'll quod you, sure as I'm yere. Ain't I lushed you, and fed you, and found your clobber long enough?"
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