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?