“But has he worn it?” cried Walter.
“No; it has not been delivered. Higgins will order the suit to be sent to me, so that you can try it in the evening, and we can judge of the effect.”
“A capital plan,” laughed Dapp.
“A dress rehearsal, in fact,” said Walter. “Well, it may be useful.”
“No doubt you'll play your part to perfection,” said Tankard.
“I shall see how I like it myself,” rejoined Walter. “This is why you've invited the party to supper, I conclude?”
“Exactly,” replied Tankard, laughing. “You've divined my purpose. By-the-by, Dapp, you must send me a good supper to-night—a very good supper, mind!”
“For how many guests?”
“A dozen; and make one of them yourself. That'll keep you up to the mark.
“I'll give you a supper worthy of the 'Silver Tankard,'” replied Dapp. “At what hour shall it be?