"My machine follows.

What do you think of this ?" "What is that ?" asked the man from the nineteenth century.
"In your days they showed you a fashion-plate," said the tailor, "but this is our modern development.

See here." The little figure repeated its evolutions, but in a different costume.

"Or this," and with a click another small figure in a more voluminous type of robe marched on to the dial.

The tailor was very quick in his movements, and glanced twice towards the lift as he did these things.
It rumbled again, and a crop-haired anemic lad with features of the Chinese type, clad in coarse pale blue canvas, appeared together with a complicated machine, which he pushed noiselessly on little castors into the room.