Long sleeves came well down over her hands, a high collar rose over her ears, and the long skirt twined itself round her feet, till she could scarcely walk.

The material was a woolly serge, and no bit of colour or trimming relieved the severity.

She wore no ornament save a hideous necklace of great, ugly stones, that fell down as far as her knees, and carried a dilapidated old fan of peacock feathers.

Patty had never seen her look so unattractive, for even in her eccentric garb, she was usually picturesque.

But in this brown thing she was utterly without charm.
Sam Blaney, too, looked ill-dressed and out of place.