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Usage examples of sweater.

After the cheese and fruit dessert, Natalie wanted to visit the aqueduct and take their coffee with them so Saul filled the steel Thermos while she went to her room and got a thick sweater from her suitcase.

This woman of the baggy corduroy lacks and baggier sweater, who hid her femininity like a guilty secret.

His closely trimmed hair was grey at the temples and although most of the men flying that night would be wearing white roll-neck sweaters and stained battledress, Munro was never seen on duty in anything other than his well-tailored barathea with his hand-made shoes polished like patent leather.

A little man with a gray mustache and matching sweater was sitting and rocking on the veranda when Admiral Beagle took the steps.

I pulled my sweater over my head and backed off, placing myself behind Jack, hoping now to lure Beane between the two of us and give Jack the clear shot he needed.

Father Piotr was casually dressed in jeans, black shirt, white Roman collar of his profession, and a light, buttoned sweater.

She was dressed warmly enough in breeches, sweater, and cloak, but it was going to rain and Dacre rode ahead to Captain Harris.

The girls led them up four steep, very long flights of creaking wooden stairs and guided them through a doorway into their own wonderful and resplendent tenement apartment, which burgeoned miraculously with an infinite and proliferating flow of supple young naked girls and contained the evil and debauched ugly old man who irritated Nately constantly with his caustic laughter and the clucking, proper old woman in the ash-gray woolen sweater who disapproved of everything immoral that occurred there and tried her best to tidy up.

October Dinah shivered a bit even though she was wearing a sweater, and hesitated as she got out, her gaze going to the nylon windbreaker in the backseat.

She closed the library early and drove fast along the seamless neighborhood streets, passed the bright clumps of all-night megastores packed with tired people buying groceries, lottery tickets, booze and drugs, sweaters, shoes, dinette sets.

A man in a brown rumpled suit and brown hat stood in the hallway, gun in hand, guarding a dowdily attractive woman in her thirties in a blue-and-white-pattern dress, and a boy in a blue-and-red-striped sweater who was maybe twelve.

The scratch of his wool sweater and whiffs of naphthalene energized him.

She pulled a face at herself as she put on one of her old skirts and sweaters, shocked to discover how frumpish they were.

Seven years ago, she had been a frumpy mother with flyaway hair, hiding her stomach under loose sweaters and, tired of being humiliated at the gym, trying to shape up by drinking carrot juice.

Molinari was standing with a bespectacled little gray-haired man wrapped in a frumpy blue sweater.