I wonder how they could be so foolish as to send them; nobody wears them on board ship nowadays.

They are only fit for women--I wonder if they would fit me." She turned her chair away, and put on one of my stockings, laughing the whole of the time.

Then she turned round to me and showed me how nicely they fitted her.

"Bless you, Mr Simple, it's well that Trotter is in the hold, he'd be so jealous--do you know what these stockings cost?
They are of no use to you, and they fit me.

I will speak to Trotter, and take them off your hands." I replied, that I could not think of selling them, and as they were of no use to me and fitted her, I begged that she would accept of the dozen pairs.