"Nothing doing."
"Well, my friend, you haven't come to the right place. There's nothing but farming done here."
"I don't know anything about that," said Rudolph, hastily, for he had no disposition to be set to work in the fields.
"I don't need any extra hands," said the farmer.
"I am glad of that," thought the tramp.
"Go round to the back door, and I will speak to my wife about supper," said the old man.
"Come, Tony," said Rudolph, motioning to take the boy's hand, but Tony did not see fit to notice the movement, and walked in silence by his side.
A motherly-looking old woman made her appearance at the back door.
"Come in," she said. "Come right in, and sit down to the table. Abner, make room for the poor man and his son."
Abner was a stalwart youth of eighteen, hard-handed and muscular. He was the only permanent "hired man" employed on the farm. In haying time there were others transiently employed.