Janzo didn't know what to do now. He has been starved the entire day, and now that he's about to quench his hunger, these men wanted to take away the food.
"Please go away," he pleaded, holding the plate firmly, "I can't give this food to you men".
"Hand it over now looser," said another of the four.
"It looks like you want to bring trouble upon yourself fellow, peacefully hand over the food, or we make do it the hard way".
Janzo was about to cry at this point. He began to think, what has he done to deserve all these? what wrong has he done to warrant him suffering like this? He had been a good and peaceful person, kind and caring towards others. He was the most respected and reverenced economist in the history of Sirkari, due to his peculiar mode of honesty and selflessness.
"No," he finally said, "I can't give it".
