"That's better," said Rudolph. "I'll try them on."
He went into an inner room, provided for the purpose, and soon came out entirely transformed. In addition to the drab suit, a gray wig had been supplied, which gave him the appearance of a highly respectable old Quaker.
The old man laughed heartily, for he had a merry vein.
"How dost thee like it?" he asked.
"Capital," said Rudolph; "would you know me?"
"I wouldn't dream it was you. But, Mr. Rugg, there's one thing you mustn't forget."
"What's that?"
"To use the Quaker lingo. Just now you said, 'Would you know me?' That isn't right."
"What should I say?"