The next morning David called John into the rear room.

"Busy ?" he asked.
"No," said John.

"Nothing that can't wait." "Set down," said Mr.Harum, drawing a chair to the fire.

He looked up with his characteristic grin.

"Ever own a hog ?" he said.
"No," said John, smiling.
"Ever feel like ownin' one ?" "I don't remember ever having any cravings in that direction." "Like pork ?" asked Mr.Harum.
"In moderation," was the reply.