What have ye to show to prove your story ?" I shook my head, extending my hands.
"Only my word of honor.

I had a pass from Hamilton, but destroyed that before entering the British lines.

If I tell you the whole story, perhaps you will understand its truth." The expression of his face did not change, yet I thought the deep-set eyes were not altogether unkind.
"You are hungry, no doubt ?" "Being human, yes." "Then we'll eat and talk at the same time.

You're only one man, an' I'm not afraid of you, an' if ye are a Britisher I wouldn't starve you to death.

There's little enough, the good Lord knows, but you're welcome to the half of it.