Yes"-- here a smile of positive pleasure broke over his genial countenance--"yes, now I come to think of it, I believe I have a hat.

But, tell me, why do you ask me ?" George explained to him that he wished to purchase a cap, a travelling cap, but the essence of the transaction was that it was to be a "good cap." The man's face fell.
"Ah," he remarked, "there, I am afraid, you have me.

Now, if you had wanted a bad cap, not worth the price asked for it; a cap good for nothing but to clean windows with, I could have found you the very thing.
But a good cap--no; we don't keep them.

But wait a minute," he continued,--on seeing the disappointment that spread over George's expressive countenance, "don't be in a hurry.

I have a cap here"-- he went to a drawer and opened it--"it is not a good cap, but it is not so bad as most of the caps I sell." He brought it forward, extended on his palm.
"What do you think of that ?" he asked.