[Places pint of porter and bread in front of Falvey who begins to eat and drink.
FALVEY God bless your noble soul and may you be long spared to do good in the world. (As he eats) There's no sauce like hunger, and no friend like the friend in need.
LOGAN That's true. Now tell me, do you expect to get work in this town?
FALVEY
'Tis my intention to try.
LOGAN You'd have as much chance of slippin' into heaven with your soul as black as a skillet from mortal sins, unknownst to St. Peter, as you'd have of gettin' a job with an old coat like that.
FALVEY And what can I do, God help me, when I have no other?
LOGAN I'll swap with you, and then you'll have some chance, but otherwise you might as well walk back to where you came from.
FALVEY But I couldn't take a coat from a strange gentleman like yourself and have an easy conscience. Sure, this old coat of mine is only fit to be used for a scarecrow.
LOGAN You're a fool to be talkin' like that, stranger. Don't you know that you must take all you can get and give away as little as you can if you want to be successful in life?
FALVEY And why, then, should you be givin' me your coat when you want it yourself?