“I’ve got twice as much left as I kin eat,” he said.
Jack accepted his portion with many thanks, and Ferd put his in one of his big pockets. When he got outside he said to Jack:
“Say, I ain’t got no use fer this. I had a hearty breakfast, and I’ll have a bully dinner before I go to th’ circus. Take this.”
He handed over his cheese, pie, and crackers.
“Sure you don’t want it?” asked Jack.
“Sure not. It might come in handy fer you if ye—if ye ain’t got no money.”
“Well, I certainly haven’t any money, and I’ll take this very gladly, if you don’t want it.”
“Naw. I don’t want it. Say, if ye’ll come back with me I’ll see that ye git a good dinner.”
“I’m ever so much obliged to you,” replied Jack. “But I think I’ll go on. If I thought I could get a job at your farm I’d go with you, but I know nothing about milking or work about cows and horses. I think I’ll travel on. But I want to thank you for what you’ve done for me.”
“Aw, that’s all right,” responded Ferd. “I wish I could ’a’ helped ye find th’ satchel thet fell in th’ creek.”