"Yes, your Lordship—or more. It all depends upon how much gold your Lordship requires—" observed the Tailor.
"Seems to me I'd need about four barrels of it," said the Unwiseman, "to pay a bill like that."
"We have made robes costing as high as 10,000 pounds," continued the Tailor. "But they of course were of unusual magnificence—and for special jubilee celebrations you know."
"You haven't any ready made Duke's clothes on hand for less?" inquired the Unwiseman. "You know I'm not so awfully particular about the fit. My figure's a pretty good one, but after all I don't want to thrust it on people."
"We do not deal in ready made garments," said the Tailor coldly.
"Well I guess I'll have to give it up then," said the Unwiseman, "unless you know where I could hire a suit, or maybe buy one second-hand from some one of your customers who's going to get a new one."
"We do not do that kind of trade, sir," replied the Tailor, haughtily.
"Well say, Mr. Snip—ain't there anything else a chap can be made beside a Duke that ain't quite so dressy?" persisted the old gentleman. "I don't want to disappoint Mr. King you know."
"Oh as for that," observed the Tailor, "there are ordinary peerages, baronetcies and the like. His Majesty might make you a Knight," he added sarcastically.
"That sounds good," said the Unwiseman. "About what would a Knight gown cost me—made out of paper muslin or something that's a wee bit cheaper than solid gold and velvet?"