William Bell's field she fled across it as if pursued by an army of white things, and arrived at the Barry kitchen door so out of breath that she could hardly gasp out her request for the apron
Fancy Charlie Sloane in a `caliker' apron
and a `sunbunnit,' " giggled Priscilla.
It was a wonderful experience standing inside the building with Emma Jane's apron
wound about her hair; wonderful to feel that when she leaned her head against the bars they seemed to turn to cold iron; that her eyes were no longer Rebecca Randall's but mirrored something of Charlotte Corday's hapless woe.
said the Soldier, and put him on the Witch's apron, took as much copper as his pockets could hold; then he shut the chest, put the dog on it again, and went into the second room.
But he tied up all his gold in her apron, slung it like a bundle over his shoulder, put the tinder-box in his pocket, and set out towards the town.
Phebe stopped rattling her beans from one pan to another, and her eyes were full of pity as they rested on the curly head bent down on Rose's knee, for she saw that the heart under the pretty locket ached with its loss, and the dainty apron was used to dry sadder tears than any she had ever shed.
Phebe's last words made Rose smile in spite of her tears, and she looked out from behind her apron with an April face, saying in a tone of comic distress
Henceforth, she was never at peace in it after daylight departed; and never went up or down stairs in the dark without having her apron
over her head, lest she should see something.
She donned her new blue cottonade and white apron
, for she remembered that this was Sunday.
I may truly say I've never had this apron
of mine off, since born you were.
Summer and winter she wore a dimity kerchief fastened in the back with a pin, a cap which concealed her hair, a red skirt, grey stockings, and an apron
with a bib like those worn by hospital nurses.
Upon observing him more closely, I perceived that he wore a black silk apron
over his small-clothes; and this was a thing which I thought very odd.
She held me there a moment, then whisked up her apron
again with her detached hand.
Then she sprang away and ran around and around the desks and benches, with Tom after her, and took refuge in a corner at last, with her little white apron
to her face.
He saw her roll down her sleeves and remove her apron
-- the apron
hung on a peg behind the door -- and take the bottle of oxalic acid and go with it into the bedroom.