"The Orphan."
"And why do they call you that?"
"Why! Because I'm a foundling."
"And didn't you ever have a home?"
"No."
"And where do you sleep?"
"Well, in the summer I sleep in the caves, or in yards, and in winter, in the asphalt caldrons."
"And when they're not doing any asphalting?"
"In some shelter or other."
"All right, then. But what do you eat?"