"Aha!" triumphantly exclaimed the old Hebrew. "I've got a fine suit here. Dey'll make you look like a gentleman. Try 'em on," turning to Billy.
He brought forth the clothes where Billy could examine them, but after examination Billy shook his head.
"You don't like 'em?" exclaimed the old gent; "what's de matter with 'em?"
"Oh, I don't fancy that kind of cloth," said Billy.
It looked like gray blotting paper.
"What kind do you like?" asked the Hebrew, rather aggressively.
"Oh, I don't know," answered Billy.
The Jew was getting mad, but he brought forth another suit after a short search.
"Here is something fine; you kin wear 'em for efery day or Sunday."
Billy examined the clothes, but shook his head.