“A favor at your hands,” timidly replied the young man.
“What is it?” said Claude.
“Help me with my rations; I have more than I can eat.”
For a moment Claude was taken aback, but without further ceremony he divided the food in two and at once partook of one-half.
“Thank you,” said the young man; “allow me to share my rations with you every day.”
“What is your name?” said Claude.
“Albin.”
“Why are you here?” added Claude.
“I robbed.”
“So did I,” said Claude.