"Of course I do," said Ben. "I've knowed you from infancy."
"Take a drink?" said Martin.
"Not at present," said Ben. "My health don't require it this mornin'."
"Where are you going?"
"Well," said Ben, "I aint very particular. I'm a wealthy orphan, with nothin' to do. I'll walk along with you, if it's agreeable."
"I wish you would," said Martin; "I aint feeling quite well this morning. I've got the headache."
"I don't wonder at that," thought Ben. "I'll accompany you to your residence, if it aint too far off."
"I live in Brooklyn," said Martin.
"Oho!" thought Ben. "Well, that information is worth something. Shall we go over Fulton Ferry?" he asked, aloud.
"Yes," said Martin.