BROWN
HAT. (Still swinging; speaking very slowly; and without any emotion whatever.) Yes, sir.
There are tales of a mysterious tall man in a silk
hat, who once came out of the sea-mists and apparently out of the sea, stepping softly across the sandy fields and through the small back garden at twilight, till he was heard talking to the lodger at his open window.
No one did, because the Mangaboos did not wear
hats, and Zeb had lost his, somehow, in his flight through the air.
It was a very ordinary black
hat of the usual round shape, hard and much the worse for wear.
I look in the glass sometimes at my two long, cylindrical bags (so picturesquely rugged about the knees), my stand-up collar and billycock
hat, and wonder what right I have to go about making God's world hideous.
The roses and buttercups were so sweet and pretty I thought they'd look lovely on my
hat. Lots of the little girls had artificial flowers on their
hats.
'Well, they tell me I am looking pretty blooming,' said the man with the cocked
hat, 'and it's a wonder, too.
Blanche's name had barely passed her husband's lips before Blanche herself verified Sir Patrick's prediction, by reappearing at the open French window, with the superseded white
hat in her hand.
On him the cocked
hat, gold-laced coat, and staff, had all three descended.
'I dare not,' said the other, 'for if I were to put my
hat on straight, there would come such a frost that the very birds in the sky would freeze and fall dead on the earth.'
It was then that Kit presented himself at the pony's head, and touched his
hat with a smile.
Smiling, he stared at the feather in the princess's
hat, and then about him as though he were going to pick something up.
"Do all boats wiggle about in that way?" she asked, lingering as if to tie her
hat more firmly.
'Take my
hat down for a moment from that peg, will you?
"Every Frondist must put a knot of straw in his
hat."
