Out with it now! How is it that a"-- she hesitated an instant--"yes, a gentleman like you wants to live over an express office and eat what we can give ye ?" He made a slight movement with his right hand in acknowledgment of the class distinction and answered in a calm, straightforward way: "You have put it quite correctly.

I am, as you are pleased to state it, flat broke--quite flat." "Well, then, how will ye pay me ?" Her question, a certain curiosity tinged by a growing interest in for all its directness, implied no suspicion--but rather the man.
"I have just borrowed twenty-five dollars from Mr.Kling on something which, for the present, I can do without." "Pawned it ?" "No, not exactly.

Mr.Kling will explain." "It vas dot dressin'-case, Kitty, vat I showed you last night--de vun vid dem bottles vid de silver tops--and dey are real--I found dot out after you vent avay." Kitty's glance softened, and her voice fell to a sympathetic tone.

"Oh, that was yours, was it?
I might have known I was right about ye when I first see ye.

Ye are a gentleman, unless ye are a thief, and I don't belave that--nor nobody can make me belave it." Once more his hand was raised, and a smile flashed from his eyes and as quickly died out.
"That is very good of you, Mrs.Cleary.No, I am not a thief.