I stood up and looked at him, at the square, cleft jaw and broad, lined brow and the firm folds of cheek,and began to think that here at last was an ally worth having. His whimsical blue eyes seemed to go very deep.
Suddenly he frowned. 'I call it disgraceful,' he said,raising his voice. 'Disgraceful that an able-bodied man like you should dare to beg. You can get a meal from my kitchen, but you'll get no money from me.'