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At this Uma fell in a terrible taking; if I went in the high bush I should never return; none could go there but by the protection of Tiapolo. “I’ll chance it on God’s,” said I. “I’m a good sort of a fellow, Uma, as fellows go, and I guess God’ll con me through.” She was silent for a while. “I think,” said she, mighty solemn—and then, presently—“Victoreea, he big chief?” “You bet!” said I.
We were showing the magic-lantern; a slide of Windsor Castle was put in, and I told him there was the 'outch' of Victoreea. 'How many pathom he high? he asked, and I was dumb before him. It was the builder, the indefatigable architect of palaces, that spoke; collector though he was, he did not collect useless information; and all his questions had a purpose.
"He like you too much?" she asked again. I told her, with a grin, I believed the old lady was rather partial to me. "All right," said she. "Victoreea he big chief, like you too much. No can help you here in Falesá; no can do too far off. Maea he small chief stop here. Suppose he like you make you all right. All-e-same God and Tiapolo. God he big chief got too much work.
At this Uma fell in a terrible taking; if I went in the high bush I should never return; none could go there but by the protection of Tiapolo. "I'll chance it on God's," said I. "I'm a good sort of fellow, Uma, as fellows go, and I guess God'll con me through." She was silent for a while. "I think," said she, mighty solemn and then, presently "Victoreea, he big chief?" "You bet!" said I.
“He like you too much?” she asked again. I told her, with a grin, I believed the old lady was rather partial to me. “All right,” said she. “Victoreea he big chief, like you too much. No can help you here in Falesá; no can do—too far off. Maea he small chief—stop here. Suppose he like you—make you all right. All-e-same God and Tiapolo. God he big chief—got too much work.
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