trilby

He stood there with his grey Trilby in his hand and his tailor-made deltoids almost filling the aperture of the doorway.

Now, Mrs. Petticoat, this line extending from the Mount of Trilby to the outer side of the sole is the life line.

And the joke is that I thanked another man for the gift of Trilby, and the beast never let on.

And I wrote a two and one-half column review of Trilby to please him.

"Trilby" is assaulted by the united comstockery of a dozen cities, and "The Yoke" somehow escapes.