"That is true! That is true!" the woman exclaimed.
"He is on the spirit plane," continued Little Flower's voice, "but he can see earthly plane, too. He see something that you must buy.
"Yes, he tell me you must buy. It will make you have much money. Very much money, he say. It is a long name — too long for Little Flower to remember. She cannot understand such big word."
"Please, Little Flower! Please try to understand!"
"Little Flower she cannot say big words. But he say letters. Listen, while Little Flower try to say the letters: C-O-R-N-A-D-O—"
"Coronado!"
"That is what he say — the same word John — Jonathan, he say. There is one more word. It start like the first. Little Flower cannot say. She try to spell again: C-O-P—"
The piping voice broke and seemed confused. It became babbling and incoherent; then the spelling recommenced, laboriously, letter by letter:
"C-O-P-P—"
"Copper!" gasped the eager woman. "Coronado Copper. Is that what he told you, Little Flower?"