— Why no shoes?
— Because I gave them away to someone who needed them more. We all do that. It stops us from forgetting what we really are.
Open thy mouth, judge righteously, and plead the cause of the poor and needy.
We believe that justice conquers after all, even if sometimes life's not enough for it.
— You were in love with Kitty's sister, Greta Jurossi, before the war. Do you remember Greta Jurossi? Her parents were Italian. They didn't approve of a Watery Lane Gypsy...but you won them over. With your charm. Sweetness.
— Very... Very thorough research.
— Greta died at the age of 19. Of consumption... and Kittie said you were at her bedside for three months. Every day. Holding her hand...and after she died, you went away to war. Kitty said that the sweet boy who left never came back.
— No one came back.
— Here's the funniest thing. She said, in those days, you believed in things. In justice. Fairness. Once you saw a man beating his horse, and you fought him. He was twice your size, but you beat him... and then you beat him with his own whip.
— Kitty always like to tell tall tales.