“The good hour be with you, Kyr Themistocli!”
“You are going?”
“Yes, I want to go and see if that Anneza has found the dog yet.”
“What? She has lost him again?”
“Since noon to-day, and she was trembling with fear of what her master would say.”
“You will remember, Aleko, to bring the coffee to-morrow afternoon.”
“I will remember. Be easy! I have the money you gave me safe here.” Then as he turned to go, he said, “You have sufficient for the morning?”
“No,” answered the old man, “it is all finished; but for one day it does not matter if one eats one’s bread dry.”
“For you it matters,” pronounced Aleko. “I shall bring the coffee in the morning, ready ground.”
“Do not trouble, my boy; in the mornings you have no time.”