"I ain't got any to speak of now, since my father got giddy an' went off to war."
"Out for a soldier, eh?"
"Not a bit of it! He shovels coal aboard one of them big steamers that's down smashin' the life out'er Cuby, that's what he does, an' he's nobody's slouch, dad ain't!"
"What's your name?"
"Want more bread?"
The boy leaned over in order to look into the dinner-pail, and then said, promptly:
"I've had enough."
"Don't think you're robbin' me, 'cause you ain't. I believe in feedin' well, an' this is only my first pail. There's another over there that I'll tackle later."
Teddy glanced in the direction pointed out by his new acquaintance, and, seeing a pail half concealed by some loose boards, at once stretched out his hand, as he said: