The woman laughed, and answered him in her native tongue.
“Precisely so,” added Scott.
“What does she say?” asked Sanford.
“She wants me to write a love letter in this book to her; but as she is rather ancient, I shall decline in your favor, Sanford.”
“Don’t do it, old fellow! Face the music.”
“Not for Joseph!”
“What did she say, Ole?” inquired Sanford.
“She said you were to keep your account in that book,” replied the interpreter.
“Are we to keep our own reckoning?”
“Yes; every one puts down in this book what he has had.”