His meals he picked up wherever he chanced to be when feeling hungry.

When weary with his wanderings he often returned to his seat on the sidewalk before the hotel and watched the people pass, finding in this a melancholy pleasure.
One evening the night clerk, a brisk young fellow, took a seat beside him.

"This is a great corner for the girls all right.

A feller can just about take his pick here along about eight.

They're after a ticket to the theater and a supper.