At his request I gave him such information as I possessed about Brother John Alford and his family, and by this time the steaks were ready, and he proceeded to eat his hurriedly.
I saw there was no time for talking, unless I wished to lose my dinner, so I plied knife and fork vigorously. When we were through he paid the charge, and we walked out.
Then he asked how long I had been in Australia. I answered:
"About two months."
"How long shall you stay?"
"Until to-morrow at one o'clock, when I leave for New Zealand by the steamer Wakatipu."
"Are you a Mormon Elder?"
"Yes, sir."
"Do you travel like my brother did when he was preaching in England what you folks call the gospel—without purse or scrip?"
"Yes, sir."