"You've got a 'delicate reminder,' as you call it, in the second line."
"Never mind that; go to work."
"Lovely lady, take this basket;
'T is your willing slave who asks it,"
repeated Robert, thoughtfully. "It was made by an Indian maiden—how would that do?"
"That's all right, only it was a squaw."
"It was made by an Indian squaw, then," continued Robert. "What rhymes with squaw?"
"Dunno."
"Paw," said Forsyth.
"It was made by an Indian squaw