There was once a fine gentleman, all of whose moveables were a boot-jack and a hair-comb: but he had the finest false collars in the world; and it is about one of these collars that we are now to hear a story.It was so old, that it began to think of marriage; and it happened that it came to be washed in company with a garter.“Nay!” said the collar. “I never did see anything so slender and so fine, so soft and so neat. May I not ask your name?”“That I shall not tell you!” said the garter.“Where do you live?” asked the collar.But the garter was so bashful, so modest, and thought it was a strange question to answer.“You are certainly a girdle,” said the collar; “that is to say an inside girdle. I see well that you are both for use and ornament, my dear young lady.”“I will thank you not to speak to me,” said the garter. “I think I have not given the least occasion for it.”“Yes! When one is as handsome as you,” said the collar, “that is occasion enough.”“Don't come so near me, I beg of you!” said the garter. “You look so much like those men-folks.”“I am also a fine gentleman,” said the collar. “I have a bootjack and a hair-comb.”But that was not true, for it was his master who had them: but he boasted.“Don't come so near me,” said the garter: “I am not accustomed to it.”“Prude!” exclaimed the collar; and then it was taken out of the washing-tub. It was starched, hung over the back of a chair in the sunshine, and was then laid on the ironing-blanket; then came the warm box-iron. “Dear lady!” said the collar. “Dear widow-lady! I feel quite hot. I am quite changed. I begin to unfold myself. You will burn a hole in me. Oh! I offer you my hand.”“Rag!” said the box-iron; and went proudly over the collar: for she fancied she was a steam-engine, that would go on the railroad and draw the waggons. “Rag!” said the box-iron.The collar was a little jagged at the edge, and so came the long scissors to cut off the jagged part. “Oh!” said the collar. “You are certainly the first opera dancer. How well you can stretch your legs out! It is the most graceful performance I have ever seen. No one can imitate you.”“I...