"All right, Susyjan," smiled Rob. "If you don't mind, I'm going to eat."
"All right, you go ahead," acquiesced Susyjan, who, as Rob guessed, had been named after some white Susy Jane.
"You talk pretty good English, Susyjan," remarked Rob, between mouthfuls of the contents of the dish, which had some sort of stew in it.
"Um! Me with Wild West show one time."
"Is that so?" asked Rob, interested. "So you've been East?"
"Um! New York, Chicago, Bosstown, every place."
"Maybe I've seen you in the show some place?"
"Maybe."
"What did you like best in the East, Susyjan?" asked Rob, after a brief silence.
"Beads," rejoined Susyjan, without an instant's hesitation.