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a lady's bedroom or private sitting room

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So, through the rest of the walk, he claimed Adam's conversation for himself, and Hetty laid her small plots and imagined her little scenes of cunning blandishment, as she walked along by the hedgerows on honest Adam's arm, quite as well as if she had been an elegantly clad coquette alone in her boudoir.
whereafter, running into her boudoir, she brought me thence two thousand-franc notes.
They placed it in a small cabinet, anteroom, or boudoir rather, adjoining the saloon where we once saw M.
LADY CHILTERN goes out through the door leading to her boudoir.
Announced and ushered in, he found himself in a sort of paneled boudoir, at one end of which a lady and gentleman were seated before the fire.
Cheyne, in the boudoir state-room, where the French maid, sallow-white with fear, clung to the silver door-handle, only moaned a little and begged her husband to bid them "hurry.
Throw open the door of the boudoir, Aminadab," said Aylmer, "and burn a pastil.
It is, therefore, not among our aristocracy that we must look (if at all, in Appallachia), for the spirituality of a British boudoir.
When in her boudoir, she wrote a note, taking so much trouble over it that she destroyed, and rewrote, till her dainty waste-basket was half-full of torn sheets of notepaper.
A light was shining through the door of the little hall-room which served Janey as a dressing-room and boudoir, and her brother rapped impatiently on the panel.
My Lady Dedlock (who is childless), looking out in the early twilight from her boudoir at a keeper's lodge and seeing the light of a fire upon the latticed panes, and smoke rising from the chimney, and a child, chased by a woman, running out into the rain to meet the shining figure of a wrapped-up man coming through the gate, has been put quite out of temper.
They have audaciously adjusted, in the name of "good taste," upon the wounds of gothic architecture, their miserable gewgaws of a day, their ribbons of marble, their pompons of metal, a veritable leprosy of egg-shaped ornaments, volutes, whorls, draperies, garlands, fringes, stone flames, bronze clouds, pudgy cupids, chubby- cheeked cherubim, which begin to devour the face of art in the oratory of Catherine de Medicis, and cause it to expire, two centuries later, tortured and grimacing, in the boudoir of the Dubarry.
Let's all go to my boudoir," she said, "and they shall bring some coffee in there.
No woman, however large, could have had a more exquisite boudoir [dressing room] and bed-chamber combined.
Please go to my boudoir, Jellia, and get the white piglet I left on the dressing-table.