"Nevy mind; pilate get tired; go to-day," whispered Ching.  "Get bettee soon.  Now have bleakfast.  Waitee bit: Ching makee butiful bleakfast, chicken, toast, egg, nice flesh tea.  There.  On'y 'nuff blisket for to-day.  Ching go out to-night get plenty blisket, plenty watee, plenty--plentee--oh, deah--oh, deah!"