Healed, as broken bones

Usage examples of knitted.

Delilah, poking through a pile of flesh-colored knitted vests, gave it as her opinion that her benefactress had dealt the odious Miss Choice-Pickerell a crushing blow.

Jewett had opened the front of her bouclé knitted dress-rather too warm for the weather-and was fanning her bosom.

Ursula spoke little, nor heeded much what the others said, and Ralph deemed that she was paler than of wont, and her brows were knitted as if she were somewhat anxious.

The fishwife gesticulated rapidly with her fleshy hands in their black knitted mitts, not forgetting to hold her little finger out at an elegant angle.

Myra, but her coat was pulled on, her knitted wool hat was flumped down over her ears, and she was hauled sideways out of the booth.

I was trying too hard, as if I had thought of nothing else except her visit the whole six days, so I wore an old Donegal tweed sports jacket, with one of the original Pringle pullovers underneath, brown moleskin trousers, a good leather belt, soft rust-coloured cotton shirt, a dark-green knitted tie, Argyle socks, and my second-best dark-brown Lobb brogues.

I cursed Tilly for beaming at us like a yenta delighted to have knitted together another happy couple.

On the desk-top beside it lay his knitted baby bootee and the copy of his birth certificate.

Navy with knitted comforts, but could ply her needles instead in an endless stream of matin6e jackets, bootees and bonnets for the child that was on the way.

She was wearing her knitted sweater coat, a gift from Mamo that kept out the chill at this time of year, and she braced herself before she pulled it off.

She slipped into her coat and covered her bare head with the blue hat Mamo had knitted two winters before, and she wrapped her scarf tightly around her neck.

Sheilagh Morraine had a sweet, true, ordinary little voice, wooden gestures and expressions, and an astounding 42-25-38 figure she garbed in show gowns that seemed knitted of wet cob webs.

Sheilagh Morraine had a sweet, true, ordinary little voice, wooden gestures and expressions, and an astounding 42-25-38 figure she garbed in show gowns that seemed knitted of wet cob-webs.

Men with knitted hats and curly moustaches bent low over their plates eating shreds of roasted soybean cut from the imitation shawarma that revolved on a spit in the window.

The greeting from behind the small, efficient desk was terse and to the point, accompanied by a knitted frown of eyebrows.