Desirous of buying a camera, a certain fair young woman inspected the
stock of a local shopkeeper.
"Is this a good one?" she asked, as she picked up a dainty little
machine. "What is it called?"
"That's the Belvedere," said the handsome young shopman politely.
There was a chilly silence. Then the young woman drew herself coldly
erect, fixed him with an icy stare, and asked again:
"Er--and can you recommend the Belva?"