That roquelaure became mine by what you might call impressment, and thereby hangs a tale which you shall hear anon.
Putting on a mask of black silk, and drawing a roquelaure closely about my person, I suffered him to hurry me to my palazzo.
"It is this," I answered, producing a trowel from beneath the folds of my roquelaure.
Remember that roquelaure joyously threw himself on the neck of a man who seemed to him even uglier than himself.
To root out a roquelaure, a Triboulet, or a Brummel, is almost impossible.
He stood at the door when I opened, wrapped over the chin in a muffler of multitudinous folds, and covered by a roquelaure.
So saying, I threw off my roquelaure, and desired him to proceed.
The man did so; I went out and purchased a roquelaure, which enveloped my whole person.
He used to wear a roquelaure, beneath which appeared a pair of thin legs encased in dirty silk stockings.