The only legitimate attachment to print stuff, I was told, was to print stuff in the form of
blouse, tennis, or boating costume.
A richly wrought leathern girdle, studded with precious stones, and held in place by a huge carved buckle of gold, clasped the garment about her waist so that the upper portion fell outward over the girdle after the manner of a
blouse. In the girdle was a long dagger of beautiful workmanship.
I took them off with all the coolness of an old hand, and then I placed him on my knee and removed his
blouse. This was a delightful experience, but I think I remained wonderfully calm until I came somewhat too suddenly to his little braces, which agitated me profoundly.
His sailor trousers were long and wide at the bottom, and the broad collar of his
blouse had gold anchors sewed on its corners.
"Yes," we said, "there is the flag-staff, but where is the flag?" "Here it is," he answered, pulling off his
blouse and fixing it to the stick.
She knew what I was talking about, the hussy, and I saw her out of the corner of my eyes listening with all her ears, while she pretended to iron a
blouse that she had been washing for me.
She was plainly dressed in white linen and a cool muslin
blouse, but there was something about her, unmistakable even to Trent, which placed her very far apart indeed from any woman likely to have become his unbidden guest.
A profound stillness lasted for a few seconds, and then the door was brusquely opened by a short, black-eyed woman in a red
blouse, with a great lot of nearly white hair, done up negligently in an untidy and unpicturesque manner.
He was dressed in a common gray
blouse and velvet cap, but his carefully arranged hair, beard and mustache, all of the richest and glossiest black, ill accorded with his plebeian attire.
On the contrary she came toward him smiling, and when she was close her slender, shapely fingers touched the sleeve of his torn
blouse as a curious child might handle a new toy, and still with the same smile she examined him from head to foot, taking in, in childish wonderment, every detail of his apparel.
She took off her jacket and sat more at ease in her
blouse, of some soft, flimsy silk.
So saying he donned the butcher's
blouse and apron, and, climbing into the cart, drove merrily down the road to the town.