peignoir

The tears came so fast to Mrs. Pontellier's eyes that the damp sleeve of her peignoir no longer served to dry them.

But changing her mind once more she resumed the peignoir, and went outside and sat down before her door.

She sat on the sofa, clad in an ample white peignoir, holding a handkerchief tight in her hand with a nervous clutch.

As soon as the domestic had gone, Bijou slipped on another peignoir quickly.

She slipped off the silk peignoir, washed with almond-scented water the white arms and neck, and the white tired feet.