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a handkerchief that is carried in a pocket

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It will be seen, in the end, how prominent were these early impressions, and how far it is worth while for mere pocket-handkerchiefs to throw away their time, and permit their feelings to become excited concerning interests that they are certainly not destined to control, and about which, under the most favorable circumstances, they seldom obtain other than very questionable information.
Micawber kissed her hand, retired to the window, and pulling out his pocket-handkerchief, had a mental wrestle with himself.
He clattered all his means and implements together, rose from his chair, pulled out his pocket-handkerchief, and burst into tears.
Micawber violently gesticulating with his pocket-handkerchief, and fairly striking out from time to time with both arms, as if he were swimming under superhuman difficulties.
Coming out of his fit of grief, he clenched his pocket-handkerchief once more.
This reference to the coat of no cut and no time, the unfortunate gentleman gasped forth, in a scarcely audible voice, and with his clenched pocket-handkerchief raised in the air.
Pocket-handkerchief spaces are no use to people or plants, quickly becoming congested with containers, garden furniture and bodies.
Finally, purists demand refraining from wearing a saw-tooth pocket-handkerchief, unless one is Prince Philip.
Half of women felt a true gentleman would wear cuff links, 16 percent would like to see a man with a pocket-handkerchief, and a traditional one in twenty would even like to see their partner wearing a bowler hat.
Just round the corner from Flower Street (guess what's on sale there) is a pocket-handkerchief park filled with stalls, filled with cages.
The variety of registrations and colours it commands is astounding, ranging from the pastel delicacies of a Haydn concerto, accompanied by a CBSO so small you could wrap it in a pocket-handkerchief, through the delicious nothingness of Guilmant's D minor Organ Symphony, looking backwards to Mendelssohn and forwards to the Gothic glamour of Poulenc, and on into the searching marvels of Saint-Saaens' fabulous Symphony No3.
Pocket tripped up the family with her footstool, read her book of dignities, lost her pocket-handkerchief, told us about her grandpapa, and taught the young idea how to shoot, by shooting it into bed whenever it attracted her notice'.