"Excuse my persistency, but may I ask where you are going?"
"I am not going to repeat my folly of just now, if that is what you mean."
"I did not suspect you of that; but are you sure of a bed anywhere?"
"No; I have no money to pay for one. I shall walk the streets, or possibly lie down in some quiet place. I was accustomed to roughing it at the mines, and can do it again if necessary."
"Tom and I have a room in which you are welcome to find a shelter. I am sorry that our bed is too narrow to hold another."
"Thank you. That will be better than to sleep in the streets. But are you not afraid to make me this offer?"
"Why should I be?"
"I might rob you during the night."
"You might, but you don't look like one who would so reward confidence."
"You are right. If you had fifty thousand dollars I would not touch a dollar of it. I will accept your offer. How can I repay you for your kindness?"