He poured out a second glass and drank it too； then he began to change his clothes. You have never seen such clothes， but I can remember them. He put on a very high， shiny， stiff collar of the sort that made you hold your chin up all the time. He put on a white waistcoat with a pattern on it and arranged his gold watch chain across the front. He put on his best frock.coat， the one he kept for weddings and funerals. He got out his best tall hat and polished it up. There was a vase of flowers （put there by Aunt Letty） on hisdressing table； he took one and put it in his button.hole. He took a clean handkerchief （a lovely one such as you couldn’t buy today） out of the little left.hand drawer and put a few drops of scent on it. He took his eye.glass， with the thick black ribbon， and screwed it into his eye； then he looked at himself in the mirror.
