'A drop to drink!'
'A cab-fare!'
'Tell us who you are!'
'Give us a speech!'
'If you can do miracles, do one now!'
'Cure the lot of us!'
'Make us whole!'
The requests were of all sorts and kinds. The Stranger looked upon the throng of applicants with glances in which were both pity and pain.
'What I would give to you you will not have. What, then, is it that I shall give to you?'
There was a chorus in return. For every material want He was entreated to provide. He shook His head.