"And what is their town?"
"It is an old prairie-dog town that they fixed up. You have to dig down with a spade to get to the streets."
"Maybe they were really all prairie dogs, Manuel. Maybe the heat got you and you only dreamed that they were little people."
"Prairie dogs can't write as good as on that list. Prairie dogs can't write hardly at all."
"That's true. The list is hard to explain. And such odd names on it too."
"Where is Mula? I don't see Mula since I came back."
"Mula just lay down and died, Manuel."
"Gave me the slip. Why didn't I think of that? Well, I'll do it too. I'm too worn out for anything else."
"Before you do, Manuel, just a couple of last questions."
"Make them real fast then. I'm on my way."