The three lounge-suits of tweed, though slightly demoded, would still be vogue in this remote spot.
"Ruggles of Red Gap"
Harry Leon Wilson
Topped by a deer-stalking fore-and-aft cap in an inferior state of preservation, he wore the jacket of a lounge-suit, once possible, doubtless, but now demoded, and a blazered golfing waistcoat, striking for its poisonous greens, trousers from an outing suit that I myself had discarded after it came to me, and boots of an entirely shocking character.
"Ruggles of Red Gap"
Harry Leon Wilson