A wet boy at the feast would dampen the whole proceedings." I put them on and with a great sense of relief and comfort.

They were an admirable fit--too perfect for an accident, although at the time I thought only of their grandeur as I stood surveying myself in the looking-glass.

They were of blue cloth and I saw that they went well with my blond hair and light skin.

I was putting on my collar and necktie when Mr.Hacket returned.
"God bless ye, boy," said he.

"There's not a bear in the township whose coat and trousers are a better fit.