Phrases with "lace"

Washington Irving It is true, she could not help giving herself a few airs, apologized for her ragged dress, and talked of ordering a new basquina all trimmed with gold lace and bugles, and a new lace mantilla. The Alhambra by Washington Irving

John Galsworthy Seated in her usual seat on the sofa, she was altering the lace on a collar. The Man of Property by John Galsworthy

Willa Cather She drew on her long gloves, arranged a lace scarf over her hair, and at last was ready to have the evening cloak which Claude held wound about her. One of Ours by Willa Cather [1922]

Wilkie Collins A pair of bracelets, three rings, and a lot of lace pocket-handkerchiefs — is that what you said?” “Yes, sir. The Queen of Hearts by Wilkie Collins [1859]

The windows of their rooms had white lace curtains and pot plants; the other windows stared blankly in long rows out on the green. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

Louisa May Alcott But at the last minute, Mrs. Kirke remembered some old brocades, and Miss Norton lent me lace and feathers. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

But I must not conclude without begging your pardon, for not obeying your commands, in sending the lace you ordered me. Letters from Turkey by Mary Wortley Montagu [1725]

Arthur Morrison He dabbed at it perseveringly with wet rags, and rubbed it vigorously, so that by one o’clock he was able to lace up his boot and go out. A Child of the Jago by Arthur Morrison

Walter Besant I had no right, being penniless, to have debts at all; nor should I, the son of a vintner, have presumed to wear white linen, lace ruffles, and silver buttons. Dorothy Forster by Walter Besant [1884]

Virginia Woolf A nodding mass of lace and ceremony. Orlando by Virginia Woolf [1928]

Henry Lawson He would not allow him to do anything for himself, nor try to — not even lace up his boot. While the Billy Boils by Henry Lawson

Anthony Trollope A “rope” of pearls he at once detected as being false, and after fingering certain lace he turned up his nose and shook his head. The Eustace Diamonds by Anthony Trollope

She was dressed entirely in black, and wore a lace mantilla over her shoulders. Dr Nikola’s Experiment by Guy Boothby [1899]

R. D. Blackmore Dandy as he generally was, he looked unusually smart this time, with snow-white ducks and a velvet waistcoat, pumps like a dressing-glass, lace to his shirt, and a blue coat with gold buttons. Mary Anerley by R. D. Blackmore [1880]

Willa Cather Mrs. Fields wore the widow’s lavender which she never abandoned except for black velvet, with a scarf of Venetian lace on her hair. Not Under Forty by Willa Cather [1936]

D. H. Lawrence She had been a warehouse girl in Adams’s lace factory before she was married. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

Marjorie Bowen The lace over her faint blonde hair and over her shoulder seemed pearl-coloured too. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

The tears gathered slowly in her eyes and fell through that flimsy morsel of lace with which she would fain have hidden her childish sorrow. Birds of Prey by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1867]

Ivan Turgenev You look at me suspiciously; you think those are the words of an aristocrat who sits in lace on a velvet chair. Fathers and Sons by Ivan Turgenev

Edith Wharton She had flung a cloak over her light dress, and the lace scarf on her head dripped with rain. Here and Beyond by Edith Wharton [1926]

Elizabeth Gaskell But I don’t think we were quite so much at our ease with her ladyship as when I sate pulling out my lace in my skull-cap. Wives and Daughters by Elizabeth Gaskell [1865]

Fanny Fern When he reaches the lace sleeve, Daisy’s laugh rings out like a robin’s carol; then she puts him back, to retravel the same smooth road again. Ruth Hall by Fanny Fern [1854]

Her bed-spread of Brussels lace was worth ten thousand francs. A Prince of Bohemia by Honoré de Balzac [1840]

Arthur Conan Doyle By ripping down the side-leather and piercing holes through which a lace could be passed, my mother managed to arrange it so that I could wear it without discomfort. Micah Clarke by Arthur Conan Doyle

Anthony Trollope As Juno may have looked at Paris on Mount Ida, so did Mrs. Proudie look on Ethelbert Stanhope when he pushed the leg of the sofa into her lace train. Barchester Towers by Anthony Trollope

Marjorie Bowen The lace at his cuff trembled on her bare arm. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

Gustave Flauber It was covered with a lace cloth and draped with green wreaths. A Simple Soul by Gustave Flauber

The short, high bodice and puffed sleeves were draped with a scarf of Buckinghamshire lace which left, as was the fashion of those days, the wearer’s lovely shoulders bare. Studies in Love and Terror by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1913]

She wore a handsome dress of green muslin, with a dainty little cap of lace on her rich brown hair. A Tale of Sin by Ellen Wood [1870]

Marie Corelli His eyes sparkled feverishly, but otherwise his face was the lace of the dead. The Master-Christian by Marie Corelli [1900]

I couldn’t stand for throwing together a fifteen-cent kidney stew while wearing, at the same time, a $150 house-dress, with Valenciennes lace insertion. Roads of Destiny by O. Henry [1909]

Sinclair Lewis And she still insisted that he couldn’t understand Italian waiters and shopping and lace shawls and cathedrals as she could. Dodsworth by Sinclair Lewis

Henry James When Madame Merle came in she found him standing before the fireplace with his nose very close to the great lace flounce attached to the damask cover of the mantel. Portrait of a Lady by Henry James [1881]

Andrew Lang When she revived she found to her great surprise that she was lying in her own bed at home, and, what was more, that she had on the loveliest lace night cap that she had ever seen in her life. The Blue Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Theodore Dreiser How would she look in this, how charming that would make her! She came upon the corset counter and paused in rich reverie as she noted the dainty concoctions of colour and lace there displayed. Sister Carrie by Theodore Dreiser

F. Scott Fitzgerald Her hand holding the little lace handkerchief was crushed in his. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

H. G. Wells She was a comfortable, shapeless old lady in black, with a mid-Victorian lace cap, lace ruffles, and a lace apron. The Autocracy of Mr. Parham by H. G. Wells [1930]

When he came back to the drawing-room, a toilet bottle of eau de cologne in his hand, with her lace handkerchief he bathed her temples and forehead. Wylder’s Hand by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Kate Chopin She still wore the shabby lace and the artificial bunch of violets on the side of her head. The Awakening by Kate Chopin

E. Phillips Oppenheim They were in my pocket then, wrapped in a lace handkerchief. To Win the Love He Sought by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1895]

Her dress was straight and black like a gaberdine, and she had thick folds of lace at her wrists and neck. The Three Hostages by John Buchan [1924]

Marjorie Bowen In the doorway stood the dowager Countess, radiant in lace and gold silk. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

Walter Scott Our gentles will hardly allow that a Scots needle can sew ruffles on a sark, or lace on an owerlay. The Heart of Mid-Lothian by Walter Scott [1818]

Wilkie Collins Rich lace hid h er scanty hair, turning prematurely gray; brilliant rings glittered on her bony fingers. I Say No by Wilkie Collins [1884]

Marjorie Bowen The lace falling round the hand he rested on the spinet shook noticeably. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

F. Scott Fitzgerald Up the street one of Flowing Boots leaves a black trail of spots until he binds himself, clumsily as he runs, with fine lace caught from his throat. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

D. H. Lawrence A clump of fluff and ravelled cotton was at her right hand, a heap of three-quarter-inch lace lay on her left, whilst in front of her was the mountain of lace web, piling the hearthrug. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Edith Wharton It was all drawn into close gathers, with a bavolet in the neck to keep out the cold, and thick ruffles of silky blonde lace under the brim in front. A Backward Glance by Edith Wharton [1934]

The bed, which stood in an alcove, was curtained with silk, and had delicacies of lace also, as fine and subtle as Arachne’s web. Unveiling a Parallel by Alice Ilgenfritz Jones and Ella Merchant [1893]

Elizabeth Gaskell To lace the stays without a handkerchief on the neck is considered a disgusting piece of indelicacy. The Life of Charlotte Bronte by Elizabeth Gaskell [1857]

George Meredith A card lay on the table of the countess’s private retiring-room: it bore the name of General Pierson. She threw off her black lace scarf. Vittoria by George Meredith [1867]

John Galsworthy Irene was standing by the piano; she had taken off her hat and a lace scarf she had been wearing, so that her gold-coloured hair was visible, and the pallor of her neck. Indian Summer of a Forsyte by John Galsworthy

Jacques Futrelle Señor Rodriguez entered again as his secretary passed on, and laid a lace handkerchief on the desk. Elusive Isabel by Jacques Futrelle [1909]

Sinclair Lewis A modest voile blouse with an edging of lace at the neck. Main Street by Sinclair Lewis

George Meredith Off her gentle shoulders, as it were some fringe of cloud blown by the breeze this sweet lady opened her bosom to, curled a lovely black lace scarf: not Caroline’s. Evan Harrington by George Meredith [1861]

Willa Cather He approached quietly and was just wondering if she were asleep, when he heard a soft, delighted laugh, and with a quick movement she threw off the lace hat through which she had been watching him. A Lost Lady by Willa Cather [1923]

The dim, cold gray of twilight was sifting furtively through the lace curtains of the front windows when Mrs. Soulsby, lamp in hand, entered the parlor. The Damnation of Theron Ware by Harold Frederic [1896]

The other children used to tease the little girl about the lace on her drawers and led her such a life that she once took them off and hid them in a haystack. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

What did the cook wear? Black lace over a red silk underslip. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

She had a lace scarf and a lace coiffure lying flat across her head, with a miniature coronet of Roman pearl in the centre, and lappets depending at each side. The Wyvern Mystery by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Guy de Maupassan She embroidered his fine robes herself, putting into them the most elaborate work; he was always surrounded by a cloud of lace and wore the handsomest caps. Une Vie (A Woman’s Life) by Guy de Maupassan

William Dampier The sultan had a silk turban laced with narrow gold lace by the sides and broad lace at the end: which hung down on one side the head, after the Mindanayan fashion. A New Voyage Round the World by William Dampier [1697]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Mannister himself arranged about her shoulders a wonderful black lace cloak. The Long Arm of Mannister by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1909]

F. Scott Fitzgerald There were dozens of filmy marvels of lace and silk, all clean, unruffled, seemingly not yet touched. Tales of the Jazz Age by F. Scott Fitzgerald

The pages were in green velvet, with knee-breeches and three-cornered hats, lace ruffles and lace fronts. A Book of Ghosts by S. Baring-Gould [1904]

H. G. Wells I realized as if for the first time, the menace of these queer shaven men in lace and petticoats who had been intoning, responding and going through ritual gestures at me. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

Arthur Conan Doyle So shaken was I that I could hardly lace my boots. The Parasite by Arthur Conan Doyle [1894]

E. Phillips Oppenheim A white hand flashed out from amidst the yellow lace of her broad, drooping sleeve. The Amazing Judgment by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

D.H. Lawrence The lace fell back, and her arms, bare to the shoulder, shone rosily. The Trespasser by D.H. Lawrence

John Galsworthy A piece of lace tied under her chin concealed her hair, and her oval face with its still dark brows looked very young. To Let by John Galsworthy

Charles Dickens Then, with many genuflexions, and muttering certain prayers, he opened it, and let down the front, and took off sundry coverings of satin and lace from the inside. Pictures from Italy by Charles Dickens [1846]

Their taste ran to plenty of trimming; lace and insertion and feather-stitching on under-garments, flounces on frocks and an erection of ribbon and artificial flowers on hats. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

She wore a white dress and light green ribbons, a lace cap half shading her bright hair. Caromel’s Farm by Ellen Wood [1878]

Andrew Lang Come! I’ll lace you up properly for once. The Red Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Marjorie Bowen She still held the two red roses, and as he seated himself at the table she drew their stems through the lace at her breast. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

But if one tears a lace flounce, you know, they look daggers. Vixen by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1879]

Mrs. Gaskell I could have kissed her when she returned the lace to sight, very much as it had gone down. Cranford by Mrs. Gaskell [1851-3]

Jack London In the morning all reported much tapping during the night, and we paid for our little holiday; for, at nine, came Captain Jamie with several guards to lace us into the torment of the jacket. The Star Rover by Jack London [1915]

H. G. Wells Instead of the charlady ensemble of the morning, she changed herself into a trim little lady with a cap and lace apron. An Experiment in Autobiography by H. G. Wells

Sir Walter Scott His dress was of the antique fashion of Charles the First’s time, and composed of shamoy leather, curiously slashed, and covered with antique lace and garniture. Old Mortality by Sir Walter Scott [1816]

D. H. Lawrence In the window, against the lace curtains, Arthur held up one candle, and by the open door, against the night, Annie stood leaning forward, her brass candlestick glittering. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Wilkie Collins You looked so pretty and innocent in your beautiful white silk dress, and your long white lace veil, that my heart felt for you, and the tears came into my eyes. The Woman in White by Wilkie Collins [1860]

At the foot of it, on a lace cushion, was a silver crucifix. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

Arthur Conan Doyle Costly lace hung round his shoulders, and amid its soft folds there smoldered the dull red of a heavy golden chain. Sir Nigel by Arthur Conan Doyle [1906]

F. Scott Fitzgerald Down-stairs it was dark, and after he ascended in the lift Dolly raised a curtain and looked out through opaque lace at the houses over the way. All the Sad Young Men by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1926]

Wilkie Collins His mustachios were magnificent; miniature toys in gold and jewellery hung in clusters from his watch-chain; his shirt-front was a perfect filigree of lace and cambric. Basil by Wilkie Collins [1852]

Arthur Conan Doyle We flung ourselves upon them, imploring, threatening, tugging at a lace collar, or at a spurred heel, until, at last, we had dragged them all apart. The Exploits of Brigadier Gerard by Arthur Conan Doyle [1896]

Anthony Trollope It was all gilt down the front, and all lace down the back. Tales of all countries by Anthony Trollope

Wilkie Collins Her hair was not dressed; and her lace cap was all on one side. Poor Miss Finch by Wilkie Collins [1872]

Sinclair Lewis He watched it as an old maid behind a lace curtain gapes at every passer-by on her village street. Selected Short Stories by Sinclair Lewis

I could see nothing but the pattern of the Brussels lace as she drew back. The Room in the Dragon Volant by J. Sheridan LeFanu

James Joyce He saw the priest stow the communion cup away, well in, and kneel an instant before it, showing a large grey bootsole from under the lace affair he had on. Ulysses by James Joyce [1922]

Said they liked the Nottingham lace better; it was wider and had more pattern to it! She still did a bit to keep her hand in. Lark Rise to Candleford by Flora Thompson [1945]

Wilkie Collins Only last week I was at a wedding, and I thought of Stella. The church was crammed to the doors! A hundred at the wedding breakfast! The bride’s lace — there; no language can describe it. The Black Robe by Wilkie Collins [1881]

F. Scott Fitzgerald He went into the dressing tent and inspired a commotion by appearing in a moment clad in transparent black lace drawers. Tender is the Night by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Baldwin Spencer While the Arakurta is out in the bush the Mia may not eat opossum, or the large lace lizard, or carpet snake, or any fat, as otherwise she would retard her son's recovery. The Native Tribes of Central Australia by Baldwin Spencer

He had a lace collar, a chain on his neck, velvet breeches, a well-turned leg in black stockings. Romance by Joseph Conrad and Ford Madox Ford [1903]

Jane Austen She could not enter the house again, could not be in the same room to which she had with such vain artifice retreated three months ago, to lace up her boot, without recollecting. Emma by Jane Austen [1816]

Oscar Wilde Delicate lace ruffles fell over the lean yellow hands that were so over-laden with rings. The Picture of Dorian Gray by Oscar Wilde [1891]

F. Scott Fitzgerald Under her fur coat her dress was Alice-blue, with white lace crinkled stiffly about her throat. The Beautiful and Damned by F. Scott Fitzgerald [1922]

Besides he could draw, and had more yards of French and English verses by rote than Aunt Becky owned of Venetian lace and satin ribbons, and was more of a scholar than he. The House by the Church-Yard by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Anthony Trollope To think of all the money that she spent in lace used to break the heart of poor Mrs. Quiverful with her seven daughters. Barchester Towers by Anthony Trollope

Wilkie Collins I saw you making lace, you know, yesterday; and I mean to consider you my lace manufacturer in ordinary, for the rest of your life. Mr Wray’s Cash Box by Wilkie Collins [1852]

It was odd perhaps to see this piece of lace caught thus, but not odd enough surely to account for the strange emotion which seized hold of me: an overwhelming pity, succeeded by an overwhelming fear. Two Stories by Ella D'Arcy [1896]

Puck snuggled cosily in the soft lace of his lordship’s shirt; Ganymede sat and blinked at the sunshine from Angela’s lap. London Pride by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1896]

Sinclair Lewis You can bet no male ever invented dancing schools for children, or lace collars, or sweet little bows to parents, or eating with forks, or saying “please” and “thank you”. The Prodigal Parents by Sinclair Lewis

In quite two-thirds of them, amid the lace curtains of the parlour window, there was a green card with ‘Apartments’ on it in silver lettering, above the peeping foliage of an aspidistra. Keep the Aspidistra Flying by George Orwell

But for the difference of years, and that his red hair was short and hers long, he might have put on a lace cap, and sat for her portrait. A Life of Trouble by Ellen Wood [1870]

Mrs. Walter Powell was seated in the drawing-room reading when Aurora entered the apartment with a large black lace shawl wrapped about her head and shoulders. Aurora Floyd by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1863]

Benjamin Disraeli Here,’ said he, rather oddly unbuttoning his waistcoat, ‘you see what lace I have got. The Young Duke by Benjamin Disraeli [1831]

It was all white, with a train behind longer than half-a-dozen peacocks’ tails, lace and feathers about her hair. The Game Finished by Ellen Wood [1869]

As he drew the lace she made a grimace, And blushingly said to him: “This boot, I’m sure, is too high to endure, It hurts my — hurts my — limb. The Devil’s Dictionary by Ambrose Bierce [1911]

Walter Scott He said, “Dumbiedikes was nane of these flashy gentles, wi’ lace on their skirts and swords at their tails, that were rather for riding on horseback to hell than gauging barefooted to heaven. The Heart of Mid-Lothian by Walter Scott [1818]

Julian Hawthorne On its head was a broad-brimmed hat, with heavy plumes; there were lace ruffles at its wrists and round its throat. Calbot’s Rival by Julian Hawthorne

Wilkie Collins Sadly and reverently I laid the morsel of lace among the treasured memorials which I had brought with me from home. The Two Destinies by Wilkie Collins [1876]

Louisa May Alcott They looked very well in their simple suits, Meg’s in silvery drab, with a blue velvet snood, lace frills, and the pearl pin. Little Women by Louisa May Alcott [1868]

Zona Gale She caught about her the lace of her skirts and of her floating veil, and the way echoed musically to the touch of her little sandals and was bright with the shining of her diadem. Romance Island by Zona Gale [1906]

E. Phillips Oppenheim Truly, she thought, for an Englishman this was no indifferent wooer; his confidence thrilled her; she felt her heart beat quickly under its sheath of drooping black lace and roses. Mysterious Mr. Sabin by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1898]

She held up the little garment, all fluffy with misty lace and wrought with quaint embroidery. The Maker of Moons by Robert W. Chambers

She leaned back among her lace pillows. The Goldfish by Mary Cholmondeley [1921]

E. F. Benson He did portraits as well in pastel; these were of two types, elderly ladies in lace caps with a row of pearls, and boys in cricket shirts with their sleeves rolled up. Queen Lucia by E. F. Benson [1920]

I suppose you wouldn’t know imitation lace from real Valenciennes, Launcelot, and it’s so cheap. Eleanor's Victory by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1863]

F. Scott Fitzgerald With a vague idea of getting some hot water, she rose and stared toward the door, but the lace of her dress caught in the bed-rail and she fell forward on her hands and knees. Flappers and Philosophers by F. Scott Fitzgerald

Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman She pinned her lace at her throat with a brooch, very handsome, although somewhat obsolete — a bunch of pearl grapes on black onyx, set in gold filagree. The Southwest Chamber by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Andrew Lang Then she fastened the mask on her daughter, flung over her shoulders a velvet cloak, which the princess had let fall, and finally arranged a lace veil over her head. The Orange Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

The jewellery, indeed, had a false air, but the ribbons and lace were pretty, and above, Herries must fancy, the purses of the locals. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Marjorie Bowen She clung to his coat, his heavy lace cravat, and let the weight of her slight figure fall across his arm. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

It was made of fine Mechlin lace threaded with pale-blue ribbon, and, to the woman now looking at her, suggested an interesting survival of the Victorian age. From Out the Vasty Deep by Marie Belloc Lowndes [1920]

Guy de Maupassan He wore shoes with silver buckles, knee-breeches, a snuff-colored frock coat, a lace jabot, and an outlandish gray hat with wide brim and long-haired surface that might have come out of the ark. Minuet by Guy de Maupassan

Real lace for gowns, had they! No wonder Madame Pell turns her nose up at farmers!” “Did Clement–Pell send me any particular message?” asked the Pater. “He sent his kind regards,” I said. Bursting-up by Ellen Wood [1871]

Maria Edgeworth No man can either sell or possess slaves without its being known: they cannot be smuggled like lace or brandy. The Grateful Negro by Maria Edgeworth

Robert Louis Stevenson The world is too much with us, and my mother bids me bind my hair and lace my bodice blue. Vailima Letters by Robert Louis Stevenson

Arnold Bennett Round the neck was a lace collarette to match the furniture of the wrists, and the broad ends of the collarette were crossed on the bosom and held by a large jet brooch. Clayhanger by Arnold Bennett [1910]

Madame de la Rougierre sat there, dressed and draped for a journey, and with a thick black lace veil on. Uncle Silas by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

The most efficacious of these devices was to lace a pint of mild ate with twopenceworth of London gin. The Wrong Box by Robert Louis Stevenson and Lloyd Osbourne

George Elio She is tall, and looks the taller because her powdered hair is turned backward over a toupee, and surmounted by lace and ribbons. Mr. Gilfil’s Love Story by George Elio

Meanwhile Helene, with face bent over her prayer-book, drew herself away whenever Juliette’s lace rustled against her. A Love Episode by Émile Zola [1878]

D. H. Lawrence The big web came up inevitably over her apron; the length of lace fell away at her side. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

Anthony Trollope She was a woman in white, being dressed in white silk with white lace over it, and with no other jewels upon her person than diamonds. The Small House at Allington by Anthony Trollope

Marjorie Bowen She had on a lace cap with thick, pale mauve, velvet ribbons on it. Elsie’s Lonely Afternoon by Marjorie Bowen

The lace was a penny, he said, and Tod laid down sixpence. Jellico’s Pack by Ellen Wood [1869]

Elizabeth Gaskell Her dress was white embroidered muslin, with a lace mantle, and white bonnet trimmed with green leaves, which perhaps might suggest the resemblance to the pale wintry flower. The Life of Charlotte Bronte by Elizabeth Gaskell [1857]

I’m ruined! My Venetian lace — my watch — the brocade not made up. The House by the Church-Yard by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Her lace ruffles at neck and wrist were of the finest Buckinghamshire, and she wore a little mob-cap upon her piled-up tresses of unpowdered hair, which was vastly becoming. Mohawks by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1886]

A coral and silver rosary was her only ornament; but face and form needed no aid from satins or velvets, Venetian lace or Indian filagree. London Pride by Mary Elizabeth Braddon [1896]

Arthur Morrison And he need scarcely remind a lady of Mrs. Munsey’s business experience that fancy aprons and lace bows — of the right sort — were by far the most profitable goods known to the trade. Tales of Mean Streets by Arthur Morrison

Mark Twain The priest put on a short white lace garment over his black robe, crossed himself, bowed reverently, and began to turn a windlass slowly. The Innocents Abroad by Mark Twain

The bosom of her purple gown was disarranged, and the lace which adorned it was stained with blood. The Secret Passage by Fergus Hume

Theodore Dreiser There were curtains of lace and a glimpse of red plush through the windows, which gleamed warm against the cold and snow outside. The Financier by Theodore Dreiser

D. H. Lawrence Paul took a bite at his forgotten apple, looked at the miserable cabbages in the garden, pecked into lace by the fowls, and he wanted to pull them up. Sons and Lovers by D. H. Lawrence

In fine proportion, its roof covered with red tiles, the wrought ironwork across its front showing like lace against the stone, the house was oblong without gables. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Edith Wharton The bit of lace at which she still languidly worked dropped from her fingers, and the steel crochet hook clattered to the floor. Summer by Edith Wharton [1917]

E. Phillips Oppenheim In her wonderful lace gown and picture hat, a rope of pearls about her neck, her blonde hair faultlessly arranged, the blush of youth upon her cheeks, she was certainly a companion to be proud of. The Long Arm of Mannister by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1909]

She was wearing tight black lace drawers. The Day of the Locust by Nathanael Wes

A handsome middle-aged lady in dark velvet; a gentleman who might be her son — the best face, the finest figure, I thought, I had ever seen; a third person in a pink dress and black lace mantle. Villette by Charlotte Brontë [1853]

Henry Fielding Her shift indeed, which Pamela presented her, was of the finest kind, and had an edging of lace round the bosom. The History of the Adventures of Joseph Andrews and his friend Mr Abraham Adams by Henry Fielding

D. H. Lawrence Daphne was so beautiful in her dark furs, the black lace of her veil thrown back over her close-fitting, dull-gold-threaded hat, and her face fair like a winter flower in a cranny of darkness. The Ladybird by D. H. Lawrence

In the window of the nearest house an aspidistra, a striped one, peeped between the yellow lace curtains. Keep the Aspidistra Flying by George Orwell

Virginia Woolf These lace our days together and make of life a perfect globe. Jacob’s Room by Virginia Woolf [1920]

Sitting up, she gazed on the redoubted Aunt Becky through the lace of her bonnet de nuit, for some seconds, in a mystified and incredulous way. The House by the Church-Yard by J. Sheridan Le Fanu

Wilkie Collins I charge her with stealing from her mistress, while in her service at Darrock Hall, a pair of bracelets, three rings, and a dozen and a half of lace pocket-handkerchiefs. The Queen of Hearts by Wilkie Collins [1859]

Arthur Morrison There were red blinds hung with heavy lace in the front windows, and behind one of these blinds Hewitt was able to catch the glint of a heavy gas chandelier. The Chronicles of Martin Hewitt by Arthur Morrison

Wilkie Collins How can I tell you about the murder (the murder is part of my confession, you know), with this lace tickling my skin? Go away — and stand there with your back to me. I Say No by Wilkie Collins [1884]

Edith Wharton She herself was large and saturnine, with a battlemented black lace cap, and so deaf that she seemed a survival of forgotten days, a Rosetta Stone to which the clue was lost. False Dawn by Edith Wharton

Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman She saw reflected therein, fastening the lace at her throat, the old-fashioned thing of a large oval, a knot of fair and black hair under glass, set in a rim of twisted gold. The Southwest Chamber by Mary Eleanor Wilkins Freeman

Wilkie Collins A fillet of superb white lace encircled her head. Man and Wife by Wilkie Collins [1870]

On Easter Sunday he was wearing a Gothic cope with a modern Italian lace alb. A Clergyman’s Daughter by George Orwell

Virginie was at the counter doing the grand, with her hair well combed, and wearing a little white collar and a pair of lace cuffs. L’Assommoir by Émile Zola

Quietly behind him David’s father, kindly to-day and, for David, so handsome in his dark suit and lace ruffles that all the colour in the room went out before him, dimmed to abasement. Rogue Herries by Hugh Walpole [1930]

Sinclair Lewis The concubines of the seven Kings of Blackstaff envy my breastplate of onyx and my Abyssinian lace slacks. Cass Timberlane by Sinclair Lewis

Thomas Love Peacock There — loosen the lace of my stays a little, for really this plebeian practice of eating — Not too loose — consider my shape. Nightmare Abbey by Thomas Love Peacock

Lewis Carroll He was Covered with gold lace from head to foot: his face wore an expression Of deep misery: and he had a little black pig under each arm. A Tangled Tale by Lewis Carroll

Gaston Leroux To his great astonishment, the door opened and Christine Daae appeared, wrapped in furs, with her face hidden in a lace veil, alone. The Phantom of the Opera by Gaston Leroux [1910]

She wore a costly black lace dress, its low body and sleeves trimmed with as costly white; and ornaments of jet. East Lynne by Ellen Wood [1861]

Rudyard Kipling I had poor mother’s lace tucker and her coronet comb. Rewards and Fairies by Rudyard Kipling [1910]

Night-hawk was Jerry called; but no more lustrous or cleaner hansom than his ever closed its doors upon point lace and November violets. The Four Million by O. Henry [1906]

Joy and health sparkled in her beautiful eyes; composed, yet full of energy, she inhaled the air in deep draughts, under a lace parasol, which was borne by one of her pages. Ten Years Later by Alexandre Dumas [1848-1850]

D. H. Lawrence She wore a dress of dark-blue silky stuff, with ruches of blue and green linen lace in the neck and sleeves; and she had emerald-green stockings. Women in Love by D. H. Lawrence

Theodore Dreiser It ees so full, so beyutiful here”— she pointed to the hips, where the lace formed a clinging basque. The Titan by Theodore Dreiser

E. Phillips Oppenheim Her hands, covered with rings, lay out before her upon the lace coverlid. Peter Ruff and the Double Four by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1912]

E. Phillips Oppenheim The lace handkerchief in her hand was twisted up into a crumpled ball. The Amazing Judgment by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1897]

Mrs. Gaskell But, in the meantime, I treasure up my lace very much. Cranford by Mrs. Gaskell [1851-3]

Sinclair Lewis Fran was a white shadow, in a lace shawl over her thin yellow dancing frock, as she drooped down on a newspaper which he had solemnly spread for her on the long grass. Dodsworth by Sinclair Lewis

Arthur Machen I don’t see those bits of lace she had from Granny, and the set of jet is gone, and so is the garnet necklace, and the coral brooch. The Islington Mystery by Arthur Machen

Andrew Lang They lifted her up tenderly, and when they saw how tightly laced she was they cut the lace in two, and she began to breathe a little and gradually came back to life. The Red Fairy Book by Andrew Lang

Walter Besant In such a juncture and at the outset there is no comfort in anything —— not even in lace and silks; nor any joy in the day, nor any rest at night. Dorothy Forster by Walter Besant [1884]

Marjorie Bowen A light stood ready for him in the hall; he took this up and staggered upstairs, spilling the candle-grease over his lace ruffles. The Housekeeper by Marjorie Bowen

Marjorie Bowen She looked at him kindly; he leant against the window frame and gazed out at the night; a persistent breeze ruffled the pomaded curls on his forehead and the lace at his throat. The Rake’s Progress by Marjorie Bowen [1912]

She put her old white Flemish lace all about her like a cloud; she looked half like a cherub, half like a nun. Signa by Ouida

Jane Austen She is only nursing Mrs Wallis of Marlborough Buildings; a mere pretty, silly, expensive, fashionable woman, I believe; and of course will have nothing to report but of lace and finery. Persuasion by Jane Austen [1818]

Edith Wharton Overhead, Aggie’s grandmother, in a voluted gilt frame, held a Brussels lace handkerchief in her hand, and leaned one ruffled elbow on a velvet table-cover fringed with knobby tassels. Twilight Sleep by Edith Wharton [1927]

James Joyce So then she started to rain and to rain and, be redtom, she was back again at Jarl van Hoother’s in a brace of samers and the jiminy with her in her pinafrond, lace at night, at another time. Finnegans Wake by James Joyce

George Meredith Invited by them to breakfast at the hotel, she hurried back to her villa for a flounced dress and a lace cap of some pretensions, while they paced the shore. Sandra Belloni by George Meredith [1887]

Marjorie Bowen Lucille Debelleyme remembered the handsome bed with the Brussels lace curtains amidst the amorini upholding the huge baldaquin. Forget-me-not by Marjorie Bowen [1932]

D. H. Lawrence The woman came in, the ribbons of her black lace cap, or bonnet, hanging on her shawl. The Prussian Officer and other stories by D. H. Lawrence

D. H. Lawrence Under her old-fashioned lace cap, under her silver hair, under the black silk of her stout, forward-bulging body, this old woman had a cunning heart, seeking forever her own female power. The Virgin and the Gypsy by D. H. Lawrence

E. Phillips Oppenheim Her face was as marble white as the gown in which she was wrapped—a soft, filmy affair of lace and chiffon fastened around her with a girdle. The Man Without Nerves by E. Phillips Oppenheim [1934]

Maria Edgeworth I had hundreds of pounds worth of Valenciennes and Brussels lace hid — you would never guess where. Helen by Maria Edgeworth

Then, if he could further announce that he was bringing lace from Belgium, he would be permitted to enter. Balzac by Frederick Lawton

Edith Wharton Her shoulders shone through transparencies of lace and muslin which slipped back as she lifted her arms to draw the tortoise-shell pins from her hair. The Custom of the Country by Edith Wharton [1913]