one's eyes grow round with delight at the sight of money

I waited till he was done with what he was at, then he took me into a back room, and overhaulrd a pile of rejected suits, and selected the rattiest one for me. I put it on. It didn't fit, and wasn't in any way attractive, but it was new, and I was anxious to have it. so I didn't find any fault, but said, with some diffidence:                                                          “ It would be an accommodation to me If you could wait some days for the money I haven't any small change about me."              The follow worked up a most sarcastic Expression of countenance, and said:              "Oh,you haven't? Well,of course,I didn't expect it. I would only expect gentlemen like you to carry large change."                            I was nettled, and said:                                "My friends, you shouldn't judge a strange -r always by the clothes he wears.I'm quite able to pay for this suit. I simply don't wish you to put you to the trouble of changing a large note."                                                              He modified his style A little like at That, And said, though still with something of an air:                                                                            "I didn't mean any particular harm, But as long as rebukes are going, I might say it wasn't quite your affair to jump to the conclusion that we coudn't change any note that you might happen to be carrying around. On the contrary, we can."                      I handed the note to him ,and said:                "Oh, very well. I apologize."                              He received it with a smile, one of those large smiles which goes all around over, and has folds in it, and wrinkles, and spirals, and looks like the place where you have thrown a brick in a pond. And then in the act of his taking a glimpse of the bill this smile froze solid, and turned yellow, and look like those wavy, wormy spreads of lava which you find hardened on little levels on the side of Vesuvius. I never before saw a smile caught like that, and perpetuated. The man stood there holding the bill, and looking like that, and the proprietor hustled up to see what was the matter, and said, briskly:                                                                    "Well, what's up? what's the trouble? what's wanting?"                                                      I said:"There isn't any trouble. I'm waiting for my change."                                          Tod retorted:"Get him his change! It's easy to say, sir. But look at the bill yourself."        The proprietor took a look, gave a low, eloquent whistle, then made a dive for the pile of rejected clothing, and as if to himself:                                                                      "Sell an eccentric millionaire such an unspeakable suit as that! Tod's a fool—a born fool. Always doing something like this. Drives every millionaire away from this place, because he can't tell a millionaire from a tramp, and never could. Ah, here's the thing I'm after. Please get those things off, sir, and throw them in the fire. Do me the favor to put on this shirt and this suit. it's just the thing, the very thing—plain, rich, modest, and just ducally nobby. Made to order for a foreign prince—you may know him, sir his Serene Highness the Hospodar of Halifax. Had to leave it with us and take a morning-suitbecause his mother was going to die—which she didn't. But that's all right. We can't always have things the way we—that is, the way they —there! trousers all right, they fit you to a charm, sir；now the waistcoat；aha, right again! now the coat—Lord! look at that, now! Perfect—the whole thing! I never saw such a triumph in all my experience."