I did not expect to meet my aristocratic neighbors--I devoutly wished it might be my good luck never to meet any of them again--but in making selections from my limited wardrobe I chose with more thought than usual.

Dorinda noticed the result when I came down to breakfast.
"Got your other suit on, ain't you," she observed.
"Yes," said I.
"Goin' anywheres special ?" "No.

Down to the boathouse, that's all." "Humph! I don't see what you put those blue pants on for.

They're awful things to show water spots.

Did you leave your brown ones upstairs?
Um-hm.