Part 99 (1/2)
”Ah!” This was more proper. ”She looks brown.”
”Copper coloured.”
”Are you a savage?”
”If you says so,” said Loo penitently. ”Are you very sorry?”
”You're sure you're a savage?”
”Will she do?”
”You're our slave.”
”Ar-right,” [all-right], said Loo her brown eyes beginning to sparkle through her tears. ”I'll be what you wants.”
”Mind you're a slave.”
”So I be.”
”You'll be thrashed.”
”Don't care. Let I bide here.”
”I suppose we must have her.”
”You're a great nuisance.”
”Ar-right.”
”Slave! Carry that.” Mark gave her the axe. ”And that.” Bevis gave her the bow. Loo took them proudly.
”You're to keep behind--Pan's to go before you.”
”Dogs first, slaves next.”
”Make her fetch the water.”
”Chop the wood.”
”Turn the spit.”
”Capital; we wanted a slave!”
”Just the thing.”
”Hurrah!”
”But it's not so nice as a tiger.”
”O! No!”
”Nothing like.”