"I came to see you."
"To see me?"
"That's what I said."
"I have no money to give you, so you can travel," retorted Vane impatiently.
"I hain't just ready to travel," grated the tramp. "You act jest as though you didn't know me, Rans Vane?"
"Know you?"
The young man glanced fixedly into the face of the ragged, filthy looking being before him.
"Wal?"
"I never saw you before."
"Sure?"