"He's a well-made man, but he's no bigger than your father was." "The corduroys ?" he said, somewhat doubtfully, I thought.
"Yes," she replied.

"Go get them! I should be glad to have them put to some use." "But what for a coat ?" said he.

"There's nothing in the house that he could get on." "That's true," said she.

"But he must have something.

You can get him the Duke's dressing-gown." "What!" exclaimed the man.