The girl had begun upon a second sandwich.
Perhaps there were only two! "Are you hungry, Mr.Tramp ?" asked the girl innocently.
"I think," he said, pausing in order to give his words full weight, "I am starving!" Then, as the blissful meaning of this first feeling of healthy hunger dawned upon him, he added solemnly: "Thank the Lord!" "Yes ?" There was a cool edge of surprise in the girl's voice.

She proceeded thoughtfully with the second sandwich.
"Yes.

Hunger is a beautiful thing, a priceless possession.

Money cannot buy it, skill cannot command it.

The price of hunger is far above rubies." The girl looked down upon him and smiled.