"Good-morning, sir," said Miss Sallianna, with some stiffness; "where are your clothes?"
Verty stared at Miss Sallianna with great astonishment, and said:
"My clothes?"
"Yes, sir."
"These are my clothes."
And Verty touched his breast.
"No, sir!" said Miss Sallianna.
"Not mine?"
"They may be yours, sir; but I do not call them clothes—they are mere covering."
"Anan?" said Verty.