There were eggs and frizzled ham, and grilled kidneys, and coffee, and buttered toast, and bloater-paste--" "That will do as to the menu," said mother.

"Go on!" "When it was all ready, and the maid had gone, I put a chair to the table and said, 'Now, sir, your breakfast is ready!' He stood up and said, 'Thank you, madam; you are very kind!' and he bowed to me quite nicely, just as if I was a lady, ma'am!" "Go on," said mother.
"Then, sir, he held out his hand and said, 'Good-bye, and thank you,' and he took up his cap.
"'But aren't you going to have any breakfast, sir ?' I says.
"'No, thank you, madam,' he said; 'I couldn't eat here.

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in this house, I mean!' Well, ma'am, he looked so lonely that I felt my heart melting, and I ventured to ask him if there was any mortal thing I could do for him.