(_CHOCOLATE produces it chuckling, after which he loses all further
interest in it, his notice having been attracted by a small painted
metal monkey holding a miniature cup and saucer._) Want to buy one
o' them monkeys? (_She sets its head nodding at the Indian, who is
gravely interested in this product of European civilisation._) All
right, _pay_ for it then--they're ninepence each.

[_The Warrior plays with it thoughtfully, apparently in the
faint hope that she may be induced to make him a present of
it, but, finding that her heart shows no sign of softening to
such an extent, the desire of acquiring the monkey becomes so
irresistible that, after much diving into his robes, he fishes
up three coppers, which he tenders as a reasonable ransom._

_The Maiden_ (_encouragingly_). That's all right, so far as it _goes_;
you've on'y got to give me another sixpence--twice as much as that,
you know. Come on! (_CHOCOLATE meditates whether as an economical
Indian Chieftain, he can afford this outlay, and finally shakes his
head sadly, and withdraws the coppers._) Oh, very _well_, then;
please yourself, I'm sure! (_CHOCOLATE's small black eyes regard her
admiringly, as he tries one last persuasive smile, probably to express
the degree to which the possession of a nodding monkey would brighten
his existence._) It ain't a bit o' good, CHOC'LIT, I can't lower my
price for you; and what's more, I'm not going to!

[_CHOCOLATE examines the monkey once more undecidedly, then
puts it gently down with a wistful reluctance, and drifts
off._

_The Maiden_ (_calling after him_). You like to do _your_ shoppin'