Hain't seen it, myself, but a whole carload o' furnitoor--an' then some more--was shipped here from New York, an' Peggy McNutt, over t' Millville, says it must 'a' cost a for-tun'." The tramp nodded, somewhat listlessly.
"I feel quite respectable this morning, having passed the night as the guest of a millionaire," he observed.

"Mr.Merrick didn't know it, of course, or he would have invited me inside." "Like enough," answered the agent seriously.

"The nabob's thet reckless an' unaccountable, he's likely to do worse ner that.

That's what makes him an' his gals interestin'; nobody in quarries.

How about breakfast, friend Judkins ?" "That's my business an' not yourn.