| the great wish. Make believe I am God, and I say to you anything you want you can have. Then you wish that thing, and I listen." | dhu graet wish. Maek bilyv Ie am God, and Ie sae too ue enything ue wunt ue kan hav. Dhen ue wish dhat dhing, and Ie lisun." |
| Maria considered solemnly for a space. | Muryu kunsidurd solumly faur u spaes. |
| "You no 'fraid?" she asked warningly. | "Ue noe 'fraed?" shy askd waurningly. |
| "No, no," he laughed, "I'm not afraid. Go ahead." | "Noe, noe," hy lafd, "Ie'm not ufraed. Goe uhed." |
| "Most verra big," she warned again. | "Moest veru big," shy waurnd ugen. |
| "All right. Fire away." | "Aul riet. Fier uwae." |
| "Well, den—" She drew a big breath like a child, as she voiced to the uttermost all she cared to demand of life. "I lika da have one milka ranch—good milka ranch. Plenty cow, plenty land, plenty grass. I lika da have near San Le-an; my sister liva dere. I sella da milk in Oakland. I maka da plentee mon. Joe an' Nick no runna da cow. Dey go-a to school. Bimeby maka da good engineer, worka da railroad. Yes, I lika da milka ranch." | "Wel den—" Shy droo u big breth liek u chield, az shy voisd too dhy uturmoest aul shy kerd too dimand uv lief. "Ie lieku du hav wun milku ranch—gwd milku ranch. Plenty kou, plenty land, plenty gras. Ie lieku du hav nir San La.un; mie sistur livu der. Ie selu du milk in Oeklund. Ie maeku du plenty mun. Joe an' Nik noe runu du kou. Dae go.u too skool. Biumbie maeku du gwd enjunir, wurku du raelroed. Yes, ie lieku du milku ranch." |
| She paused and regarded Martin with twinkling eyes. | Shy pauzd and rigordud Mortun with twingkuling iez. |
| "You shall have it," he answered promptly. | "Ue shal hav it," he ansurd promptly. |
| She nodded her head and touched her lips courteously to the wine-glass and to the giver of the gift she knew would never be given. His heart was right, and in her own heart she appreciated his intention as much as if the gift had gone with it. | Shy nodud hur hed and tuchd hur lips kurtyusly too dhu wien-glas and too dhu givur uv dhu gift shy noo wwd nevur by givun. Hiz hort wuz riet, and in hur oen hort shy upryshyaetud hiz intenchun az much az if dhu gift had gon with it. |
| "No, Maria," he went on; "Nick and Joe won't have to peddle milk, and all the kids can go to school and wear shoes the whole year round. It will be a first-class milk ranch—everything complete. There will be a house to live in and a | "Noe, Muryu," hy went on; "Nik and Joe woent hav too pedul milk, and aul dhu kidz kan goe too skool and wer shooz dhu hoel yir round. It wil by u furst-klas milk ranch—evrything kumplyt. Dher wil by u hous too liv in and u |
| 235a | 235a |
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