"Bread and beer and black sausage." "It might be worse," Hector said as he seated himself.

The food was soon placed before him.

He ate a hearty meal.
"I have a long way to go," he said when he had finished, "and as I am blessed with a good appetite it will not be long before I am hungry again.

I suppose there is no one in the village that sells bread and sausage, so if you will let me I will buy a whole one from you and a couple of loaves." "I will sell them to you willingly enough; but you will come to another village three miles on." "I sha'n't be hungry enough by that time," Hector laughed.

"Besides, I like to choose my own place and time and sit down by the wayside and eat my meal.