Buy a new pair of pants, new shirt. Something without all these holes in it.

And as you'll see now, I'm not wearing pants.

On the night she was attacked, she was wearing panties... and that's all we're concerned with.

But sergant you're selling me short, didn't anyone told you about my DFC?

He wore rather baggy grey shepherd's check trousers, a not over clean black frock coat, unbuttoned in the front, and a drab waistcoat with a heavy brassy Albert chain, and a square pierced bit of metal dangling down as an ornament.