"Near the Atocha station. Why? Would you like to go there, too?"
"Yes, I would."
"Well, let's come along then, or we'll miss mess time."
The two got up and started on their journey. The Orphan begged at the stores on the road and was given two slices of bread and a small coin.
"Will you have some, ninchi?" he asked, offering Manuel one of the slices.
"Hand it over."
By the Ronda de Atocha they reached the Estación de Mediodía.
"Do you know the time?" asked the Orphan.
"Yes. It's eleven."
"Well then, it's too early to go to the barracks."