The man growled forth a reply.
"Come, come, that's not very civil. A drink and a rest is what I should expect you to invite me to have."
"Go on expecting," answered the man, savagely, showing his teeth as he spoke. "It's all you'll get out of me, senor."
"You're not polite. Caramba! it's living alone has made you like this."
"If I want to live alone," answered the man, adopting a threatening attitude as he spoke, "is it anybody's business but mine?"
"Certainly not," said Young Glory, aloud.
Then to himself he said: "Now, I know there's no one else in the house. Good, that decides me."
"Well, comrade," said Young Glory, smilingly, "people tell me that I've a way with me there's no resisting."
"It has no effect on me."
"Are you sure?"