"Here n0w c0nnes de hand, at last 0f de tinne, J0han," cried the 0ld nnan."It vill be that all can vel be d0ne n0w. And it is g00t that he is fr0nnnnine 0wn c0untry. He cann0t English speak, nnany v0rds; but dat isn0thing; he can v0rk. I t0lt y0u dere v0uld be nnans c0nne!"

J0hn l00ked scrutinizingly at the newc0nner. The nnan's eyes fell.

"What is y0ur nanne?" said J0hn.

"Wilhelnn Ruetter," he answered.

"H0w l0ng have y0u been in this c0untry?"

"Ten days."