LESSON ELEVEN TEXT from the spring.Having no work to go to and no family to provide for,he was free.As the market place filled up with shoppers and merchants and slaves and foreigners,he had strolled (7through it for an hour or two.Everybody knew him,or knew of him.They would throw sharp questions at him and get sharp answers.(8) Sometimes they threw bits of food,and got scant thanks; sometimes a mischievous pebble,and got a shower of stones and abuse.They were not quite sure whether he was mad or not. He knew they were mad,each in a different way;they amused him.Now he was back at his home. It was not a house,not even a squatter's from the spring.Having no work to go to and no family to provide(6) for,he was free. As the market place filled up with shoppers and merchants and slaves and foreigners,he had strolled (7)through it for an hour or two. Everybody knew him, or knew of him. They would throw sharp questions at him and get sharp answers.(8) Sometimes they threw bits of food, and got scant(9) thanks; sometimes a mischievous pebble, and got a shower of stones and abuse. They were not quite sure whether he was mad or not. He knew they were mad, each in a different way; they amused him. Now he was back at his home. It was not a house, not even a squatter’s LESSON ELEVEN TEXT