"Good-morning, sir," said Robert, removing his hat on entering.
Bates touched his hat, for he judged this was the captain of the vessel he had seen.
Viviette, coming in later in hat and jacket, found him busily writing.
Harriett put on her hat and went round to Lizzie and Sarah in turn.
He had leaned back in the chair and gathered his hat close to his breast, crushing it.
It made Andrew think, foolishly enough, of someone tipping a hat.
She went to put on her hat and cloak, and presently they were in the street.
Cornelius took his hat and stick, and said he would walk with her.
"Anyhow, I appreciate that hat," was the reply, with a dry chuckle.
From spats to hat, from walking coat to gloves, everything was perfect of its kind.