"I've known him all my life."
"Das iss ve'y nize." She turned suddenly to Drew. "Wass yo' t'ink off?" she asked him.
He looked at her and smiled.
"I was thinking of your garden just then," he replied.
"Ah!" she murmured delightedly. "Yo' joost da sem lak us!"
"You were thinking of it, too?" he asked.
"Dees ve'y minute. Das iss ve'y nize—tow t'ink doze sem t'ings altowgeddeh."
"Eet iss a ve'y nize gahden," said Lieutenant Stromberg, "but eet iss not so nize as yo' s'all t'ink. Nut'in' iss," he explained. "Eet s'all bec-ome dull—lak dees, lak efer't'ing. Me—Ah s'all play doze cahds." He laughed, and, taking his cards from the glass rack, began another game of solitaire.