Take off your hat.

My sakes! it's pretty wet.

How did Laviny come to let you--I mean how'd you come to wear a beaver such a mornin's this ?" Kyan removed the silk hat and inspected its limp grandeur ruefully.
"I--I--" he began.

"Well, the fact is, I come out by myself.

You see, Laviny's gone up to Sarah B.'s to talk church doin's.