"What!" exclaimed the surprised clerk.
"A thimble, a needle, a thread!" shouted the desperate Captain.
"What size needles?"
"Why—about the size you'd use to sew a nice neat seam. Couldn't you mix up about a quarter's worth?"
"They come in assorted packets. What colored thread?"
"Why—make it about six colors—just pick 'em out to suit yourself."
"How about the thimble? Do you want it for yourself?"
"No, it's for a girl."
"About how big a girl?"
"Well, she's some bigger 'round than a whitefish," said the Captain, a bit doubtfully, "but not so much bigger than a good-sized lake-trout. Say, how much is them thimbles?"