Mr.O'Brallaghan replied to this with an observation which was lost in his neck-handkerchief, but judging from as much as was audible, in defiance and contempt of Jinks.

Jinks observed, with dignity and severity, that there were customers in the store, who were gazing at Mr.Verty, just as he was about to disrobe.

O'Brallaghan muttered thereupon to himself some hostile epithets, and hastily returned to wait upon the customers, leaving Mr.Jinks dodging to avoid the eyes of the new-comers, but still preserving an expression of haughty scorn.
Meanwhile Verty had descried his old forest suit lying upon a shelf, and, laying down his rifle, had nearly indued his limbs therewith.

In fifteen minutes he had completed the change in his costume, and stood before Mr.Jinks the same forest-hunter which he had been, before the purchase of the elegant clothes he had just taken off.

Instead of rosetted shoes, moccasins; instead of silk and velvet, leather and fur.