Firefly Glen made it out alive, but I think I lost it

She offered trade skills- valuable ones- but here, where food was plenty and fights were unnecessary, Ameline knew that there was more value in goods. She seemed empty-handed; but perhaps she could barter with her skills if Ameline could find a way to put them to use...And her lips curled into a smile as an idea dawned on her. 

She stretched, tilting her head to one side and then the other, rolling her scarred shoulders to loosen them up. I think I have an idea, if yuh up for it, She said. How'th about you an' me have a thpar- not a thuper theriouth one, no blood, She said, I coult uthe the practithe. Gimme a good thpar, an' you can have thith. Thound fair?