"You know me?"
"Yes."
"We were turned away from the other inn."
"So you will be from this."
"Where would you have us go?"
"Anywhere so you leave my house."
The stranger had made no effort as yet to rise, and the child who sat at his side with her head on his knee still slept. Someone brought in a lighted wax taper, and the strange man, gazing on the face of the sleeping child, asked:
"Can she remain? See, she has had no food all day and has journeyed, oh, so far! Won't you let her remain?"
"No, I will have none of you with me."
"But she hath done no wrong," persisted the father.