Morley turned from the mirror, and an expression of delight crossed his plump countenance.

“Well, I’ll say I’ve seen it before!” he declared. “Old Kauffman⁠—the best wig-maker in the country⁠—made that for me about a year and a half ago. That’s the kind of wig I wear for Launcelot Gobbo in The Merchant of Venice . Where did you get it? I sure didn’t think I’d ever see that wig again.”

“Why?”