I'm really quite hoarse." She made no comment.
"Even a thousand well-fed brokers in uniform are bound to be impressive," he meditated aloud.
Her face flushed; she walked on ignoring his flippancy, ignoring everything concerning him until, crossing the street, she became aware that he wore no hat.
"Did you lose it ?" she asked curtly, "I don't know what happened to that hysterical hat, Mrs.Paige.
Probably it went war mad and followed the soldiers to the ferry.
You can never count on hats.

They're flighty." "You will have to buy another," she said, smiling.
"Oh, no," he said carelessly, "what is the use.

It will only follow the next regiment out of town.

Shall we cross ?" "Mr.Berkley, do you propose to go about town with me, hatless ?" "You have an exceedingly beautiful one.

Nobody will look at me." "Please be sensible!" "I am.