"I think you have guessed it!"
"We were all right, weren't we?" interrupted Virginia with a smile.
"That's what you were!" he exclaimed enthusiastically. Then, surveying his own clothes in the mirror with great satisfaction, he went on: "While we are on the subject, what is the matter with 'yours truly'?"
"Splendid!" cried Virginia, looking him over.
Fanny beamed with pride. Laughingly she exclaimed:
"James got a Tuxedo a year ago, but this is the first time he has worn full evening dress."
"Yes," said her husband ruefully, "I felt all right in it except my hands and feet. My hands are no bigger than any other fellow's; but while I had on the white kids I felt there was nothing to me but the lunch hooks!"
"James!" cried Fanny, shocked at his vulgarity.
"Honest!" he grinned, "they felt so big that every time I put my foot down I thought I was going to step on one of 'em!"
Virginia looked admiringly at his silk hose.