"What are you?" said Mr. Linden, turning to look at the boy—not just as he looked at the coffee, but very much as the coffee looked at him. "Did you never see people eat dinner?"
The boy stood his ground with, "What you got?"
"When was the last time?" said Mr. Linden. ("Princess—this may turn out to be a subject!")
"Last time what?" said the "subject" stoutly.
"The last time you saw people eating dinner," said Mr. Linden. "Did you ever go to the Museum?"
"I've went to Pettibaug!"—
"When is the last time you saw people eating dinner?" said Faith.
"We haint got none to our house."
"What's the matter?"
"Mintie said there warn't nothin' to eat and I might go a blackberryin'."