"Awake, eh?" he asked.
"Yes," said Julius.
"What time is it?"
"The clock has gone seven."
"I can tell that by my stomach. I've got a healthy appetite this morning. Have you got any money?"
"Not a penny, Jack."
"That's bad. Just feel in the pocket of my breeches; there they are on the floor. See if you can find anything."
Julius rose from the pallet and did as he was ordered.
"There's twelve cents," he said.
"Good. We'll divide. We can get a breakfast at Brady's Free Lunch Saloon. Take six cents of it. I ain't going to get up yet."