I went down-stairs to the back of the store.
"Where will I find red calico like this?" I asked.
"Next counter but one," said the man addressed, walking with me in the direction pointed out.
"Dunn, show red calicoes."
Mr. Dunn took my sample and looked at it.
"We haven't this shade in that quality of goods," he said.
"Well, have you it in any quality of goods?" I asked.
"Yes; we've got it finer." And he took down a piece of calico, and unrolled a yard or two of it on the counter.
"That's not this shade," I said.
"No," said he. "The goods is finer and the color's better."