“Please ma’am,” said Guy, “I am so hungry, can you give me some bread and butter and milk? but I have no money to pay for it.”
She handed him a couple of rolls and some butter on a plate, also a large tumbler of hot milk.
[“Never mind about money,” she said; “I have no time to take it.] I will just put it down,” and she immediately started to eat a cake.
[“Never mind about money,” she said; “I have no time to take it.”]
Guy began to laugh, saying—“That’s a funny way to put it down.”
“No time for anything else,” she replied.
Guy sighed. I am getting quite tired hearing those words, he thought to himself, “No time, no time,” always dinned into one’s ears. As he had finished his meal he went out.