"I had not thought of that," he said at last slowly. "In that case there is but one thing to do. You must stop that work at once."
"And stand in the bread line? Now? Along with—those others?" A little smile twisted her lips. "I should look handsome doing that."
"But surely——"
His tone was beginning to be puzzled. So was his expression. Ikey ascertained this by allowing a glance to brush past him.
"'HOW DO YOU SUPPOSE I FEEL, BEING IN THIS POSITION—TO YOU?'"
Suddenly he had changed his position. He was beside her on the ground, facing her, staring her out of countenance.
"We may as well get the clear of this right now——"