"Peignoir" Quotes from Famous Books
 ... inflexion on the last word, suggestive of a shriek of horror, that Miriam had noticed in the station. In her white peignoir, her golden hair streaming over her shoulders, and her hands flung wide apart with an appealing dramatic gesture, Evie was not unlike some vision of a youthful Christian martyr, in spite of the hair-brush in her hand. Miriam sat down sidewise on the edge of the couch, looking up at the ...
— The Wild Olive • Basil King
... cloak. Then going to the hole beneath the board, out of which she said the woman Ellen had stolen her jewellery, she extracted the copy of the certificate of marriage which that lady had not apparently thought worth taking, and placed it in the pocket of her pink silk /peignoir/. ...
— Colonel Quaritch, V.C. - A Tale of Country Life • H. Rider Haggard
... particular method of making a living being illicit, and she having no other practical knowledge at her command, she was as anxious to get along peacefully with the police and the public generally as any struggling tradesman in any walk of life might have been. She had on a loose, blue-flowered peignoir, or dressing-gown, open at the front, tied with blue ribbons and showing a little of her expensive underwear beneath. A large opal ring graced her left middle finger, and turquoises of vivid blue were pendent from ...
— The Financier • Theodore Dreiser
... pure, Saphir dont nul ne sait le prix, Mlez-vous la chevelure De celle dont je suis pris; Pointillez dans la mousseline De son blanc peignoir entr'ouvert, Et dans la porcelaine fine O sa lvre boit ...
— French Lyrics • Arthur Graves Canfield
... the stair with his little silver tray and upon it—a note. Oh, impudence! How dared he give her the lie, by the hand of her own butler! She stood her ground, and Shima delivered the missive as if it were most usual to find one's mistress beflounced in peignoir and petticoats, hanging breathless over ...
— The Coast of Chance • Esther Chamberlain
... Madame de Maintenon by the door of mirrors, which leads to the great gallery. There was much company there at the moment; M. le Prince de Salm came to me and said: "Go and put on your peignoir; you are flushed, and I can perfectly well understand why." He pressed my hand affectionately. In all the salons they were eager to see me pass. Some courageous persons came even within touch of my fan; and all were more or less pleased with my mishap and downfall. I had seen ...
— The Memoirs of Madame de Montespan, Complete • Madame La Marquise De Montespan |
