He turned on his heel and went from me, and as my eye followed him, and I remembered the well-furnished table from which I had just risen with no very grateful heart, I felt reproached; and quickening my steps, I followed and overtook him.
“Do you say you are hungry, friend?”
“Yes, I am.”
“Do you live in town?”
“No, I came in town last night.”
“Where from?”
“From Emmettsburg.”
“Is that your home?”
“Yes, I served my time there.”
“What is your business?”