"Are you going?"
"Yes, I have my own way to make in the world. I can't live on you any longer."
"To be sure not," said Ben, hastily. "I am too poor to feed two persons, and you have a very large appetite."
"Yes," said Tony, laughing, "I believe I have a healthy appetite. I'm growing, you know."
"It must be that," said old Ben, with the air of one to whom a mystery had just been made clear. "What is your name?"
"Tony," answered our hero, in surprise at the question.
"No. I mean your full name."
"That is more than I know. I have always been called Tony, or Tony the Tramp. Rudolph's last name is Rugg, and he pretends that I am his son. If I were, I should be Tony Rugg."
"You are not his son. He never had any son."
"I am glad to hear that. I shan't have to say now that my father is in jail for robbery. Good-by, Mr. Hayden."