Harry. [Pointing.] What's that knife doing there? That's one of our knives.
Amah. Missy takey knife cutty book.
Harry. When I got into the street I wanted to fire my revolver to frighten them. There wasn't a cartridge in it. I always keep it loaded and locked up.
Amah. Revolver. I don't know him. I never have see revolver. Never. Never.
[She makes a movement as though to go away. He seizes her wrist.
Harry. Stop.
Amah. My go chow. My belong velly hungly. You talk by and by.
Harry. If I hadn't come in just now, Daisy would have strangled you.
Amah. Daisy velly excited. She no sabe what she do. She never hurt old amah.
Harry. Why were you angry with her, Daisy?