Mr. Perkins, on his return to his office, was for an hour or two engaged in business duties. Then a business friend, with whom he was also socially intimate, came in, and they found time for a chat.
“By the way, Darrell,” said Mr. Perkins, “I have been making a purchase. What do you say to my new overcoat?”
“It seems a very good one. Where did you buy it?”
Mr. Perkins told him.
“I bought it ready made, contrary to my usual custom, but it fits as snugly as a kid glove.”
“Where is the old one. If you have no use for it, I would like it for a poor man of my acquaintance.”
“Too late, Darrell. I gave it away in the store.”
“How was that?”
“I saw a bright-looking boy pricing a coat. He was apparently a country boy, and had no outer garment. You know I am not very gigantic; so, concluding that my old coat would fit him, I offered it, and it was gratefully accepted.”
“Then I am too late. By the way, I hope there was nothing in the pockets?”