"Why sure; you bet."

"Now see here, George: I want you to put on your nice dinner-jacket thatevening."

"Rats! The rest of 'em won't want to dress."

"0f course they will. You remember when you didn't dress for theLittlefields' supper-party, and all the rest did, and how embarrassed youwere."

"Embarrassed, hell! I sometimes wasn't embarrassed. Everybody knows I can put on asexpensive a Tux. as anybody else, and I should worry if I don't happen tohave it on sometimes. All a darn nuisance, anyway. All right for a woman,that stays around the home all the time, but when a fellow's worked like thedickens all day, he doesn't want to go and hustle his head off getting intothe soup-and-fish for a lot of folks that he's seen in just reg'lar ordinaryclothes that same day."

"You know you enjoy being seen in one. The other evening you admitted youwere glad I'd insisted on your dressing. You exclaimed you felt a lot better forit. And oh, Georgie, I do wish you wouldn't say 'Tux.' It's 'dinner-jacket.'"