"So you want to leave me, do you?" demanded Rudolph, fiercely. "Is that what you're coming to, my chicken?"
"It isn't that so much as the life you make me lead. I want to leave that, Rudolph."
"Well, you can't do it," said the man, shortly.
"Why not?"
"I say so, and that's enough."
Tony was silent for a moment. He was not greatly disappointed, for he expected a refusal. He changed the subject.
"Rudolph," he said, "there's something else I want to ask you about."
"Well?"
"Who am I?"
"Who are you? A young fool," muttered the tramp, but he appeared a little uneasy at the question.