"Nothin'."
"A boy of your size has got no business to be loafin' 'round doin' nothin'."
"I might be eatin' if I had a chance; but there hasn't been much of an openin' for me in that line this quite a spell."
"Hungry?"
"Give me a piece of that bread an' I'll show yer."
"Don't you do anything for a livin'?" the man asked passing the lad a generous slice from the loaf.
"Course I do."
"What?"
"Anything that pays. I've sold papers some since the Spaniards got so funny; but it ain't any great snap, only once in awhile when the news is humpin' itself. A feller gets stuck mighty often, an' I'm thinkin' of tryin' somethin' else."
"Where's your folks?"