Pick out something to fit you." The tramp arose, moved towards the passage, and stopped.

"It's for the job only, you understand ?" he said.
"For the job," answered the Doctor.
The tramp returned in a few moments with overalls and woolen shirt hanging on his arm and a pair of boots and socks in his hand.

The Doctor had put aside his pen.

"Now go into that room and change.

Stop! First wash the dust from your feet in that bath-room." The tramp obeyed, and entered the room.