"I cannot easily repay your kindness and that of Jo Portugais, my good friend here," he rejoined.
"M'sieu'," replied Jo, his face turned away, and his foot pushing a log on the fire, "you have repaid it." Charley shook his head.

"I am in a conspiracy of kindness," he said.

"It is all a mystery to me.

For why should one expect such treatment from strangers, when, besides all, one can never make any real return, not even to pay for board and lodging!" "'I was a stranger and ye took me in,"' said the Cure, smiling by no means sentimentally.

"So said the Friend of the World." Charley looked the Curb steadily in the eyes.