"But why to me?" the white man asked.
"It seemed well. I have looked into many faces without asking anyone. There is no chance of working for the native people here. They are too many, and too poor."
"You do not talk like an American—"
"I do not like to talk."
The white man was puzzled by Skag's careful and exact statements and remarked presently:
"An American asking for work would say that he knew about everything, instead of just animals in captivity."
"I have not asked for work before. I can do without it. I like it here near the forests."
"You mean the jungles—"
"I thought jungles were wet."
"In the wet season."