It was the Low Heath form, and that was enough for me.
At length I heard of a hat of the kind at Deercut, five miles off, and walked thither.

It had been made, said the hatter, for a young sporting party who attended to a gentleman's stables, and knew a thing or two.
He had got into trouble, it was explained, and was "doing his time on the circular staircase," which I took to mean the treadmill.

That was the reason the article had been thrown on the maker's hands.

It seemed just the thing Tempest described.

The top was as flat as the lid of a work-box; indeed, it was precisely like a somewhat broad-brimmed chimney-pot-hat cut down to half height; and after a little pinching in at the sides fitted me beautifully.