Mee. He don’ care fo’ me.
Wio. Oh ho?
Mee. He don’ want me!
Wio.
He didn’t, you mean, when he went away?
When he returns—perhaps he may!
Mee. Ah, say? Ah, say? O gleat big beautiful wise man, you t’ink dat?
Wio.
And if he does—then, what about you?
How can you hope to help Tikipu?