Couldn't find nothing suitable. 'T first I felt sort o' worried an' then I kep' walkin' on and I seen so much trouble where I went I says to myself, "Hank, you're lucky," I says. "You ain't got no fam'ly to bother you an' you ain't got nothing to worry you an' you don't have to get no place in partic'lar and you don't have to stay no place." A man wot's got a wife's all the time worrying about her health or her money spendin' or her gaddin' or her naggin'. An' a man w'ots got a fam'ly's always wondering where they'll end. An' a man's wot's got a home's all time worrying about keepin' it locked up. I bet the poor nut wot owns this place can't breathe easy for bein' scared things'll be took or burnt up. W'y you--look at you--(_Whistles_) You're wishin' I'd go 'cause you're 'fraid I'll take somethin'. I won't take nothin', young feller, 'cause I don't need nothin' now and I won't need nothin' till it's cold again--and then I'll git an overcoat maybe. It's too much trouble takin' things--'cause you have to carry 'em. (_Whistles_) You goin' to let me sleep here some place? JONATHAN I can't. My uncle would drive you away. Maybe he'd have you arrested. HANK I ain't done nothin'. I ain't hurtin' nobody. JONATHAN Well, he doesn't allow strangers around. HANK (_Whistles. At the window_) That's where I went by jus' now. JONATHAN I heard you whistling. HANK That's a tune I made up once. (_Whistles_) JONATHAN Do you make up tunes? HANK That's the only one I ever done. It comes in handy and it don't hurt no one. [_Jonathan unconsciously tries to whistle a phrase of the tune._ HANK No, that ain't it. It's this way. [_Whistles._ _Jonathan tries it again and fails._ No. Here. _Jonathan makes it this time._ HANK That's it. Say, what you got these bars for? It's like jail. Are they afraid you'll jump out on them rocks? JONATHAN No, I guess not. There isn't much danger of my wanting to jump out. HANK You never can tell for sure, young feller. JONATHAN It's to keep people from climbing in. HANK There ain't no bars over that one. (_Pointing to gable window_) JONATHAN That's too high. HANK It'd be like fallin' off the top of a house, wouldn't it? [_Whistles._ _Jonathan whistles "All on a Summer's Day."_ HANK What you got there? JONATHAN That's my theatre. HANK A show? JONATHAN Yes. HANK How does it work? JONATHAN These are the actors. HANK What's the string fer? JONATHAN You put him in a groove and pull him. HANK Lemme see it. JONATHAN All right. I'll show you a scene from the play I'm going to play for my Uncle Nathaniel tomorrow. HANK Fire away. [_Jonathan lights the lamps that are back of the screen and pulls the blinds or some cover over the barred windows._ HANK I wouldn't have all this junk if you'd give it to me. No, sir, when I move I carry my house with me and there ain't much o' that now. (_Indicates his clothes_) JONATHAN All ready. Now you sit there. [_Places Hank on the bench._