Gabriel would have just focused on his food and ignored them. Would have. But he was worked up as it was, and Tully's entitlement in questioning their host and comparing his own situation to that of the French guest rubbed him the wrong way. He looked up at the vagrant angrily. "Never heard the parable of the workers in the vineyard?" he snapped, with such venom that even he was horrified.

He stared at Tully. Anger made way for shame. He turned his eyes down. "I'm sorry" he muttered, and he got up quickly ready to flee the scene. His chair scraped the floor noisily.