"No, I haven't."
"Where's your home?"
"What's that to you?"
"Well, it ain't much to me, but I should think it's a good deal to you. If I was you I'd go home."
"Well, you're not me, so I won't."
"All right, matey, it ain't no odds to me. If you likes lying there till the perlice come and walks you off, it's all the same to me so far as I'm concerned."
"I've got no money; I've been robbed."
"I tell you what I'll do, I ain't a rich chap, not by no manner of means, and I never had five pounds to lose, but I've had a stroke of luck in my small way, and if you really haven't got no home, nor yet no coin, I don't mind standing in for a bed so far as four pence goes."
"I don't know what you mean; leave me alone. I've got no money; I've been robbed."
"So you have, chummy, and that's a fact; so you pick yourself up and toddle along with me; there ain't no fear of your being robbed again if you've nothing to lose."