Fisherman: No, ye can’t. I don’t take no interest in politics.
Prof. K.: Then perhaps I could get your opinion of a line of haberdashery I carry. My own necktie, or scarf, if you prefer that term, is an example. Do you like it?
Fisherman: Can’t say as I don’t: can’t say as I do.
Prof. K.: It would become you better than it does me. Let me exchange it with you for some bait. I observe that you keep your clams for bait in those funny-looking little red glass boxes, yonder. I will give you my necktie for the clams, but I shall have to ask for the boxes also, since the nude clams would soil my pockets.
Fisherman: No. Them glass boxes was left to me by my grandmother and I wun’t throw ’em in with no clams.
Prof. K.: As you will. But how am I to carry the clams unless I have the boxes? Ah! I have it! I will borrow them of you and return them by a messenger from my hotel.
Fisherman: How do I know ye will?
Prof. K.: I will leave my hat, coat, and trousers as security. [He removes them as he speaks, and ties the scarf about the Fisherman’s throat.] There, look in the cheval glass and see how vastly it improves you. I will return the glass boxes by the messenger and you will kindly give him my clothes. Au revoir! [He takes the comfit boxes upon his back and instantly swims with them to the mainland.]†
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† It was by following these hints that the Rockfund collection of petiteries was largely made. Collectors will do well to wear several suits of clothes.