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He had never seen her decolletee, but he remembered reading in a ladies' fashion paper that a famous sculptor had once declared her neck and bust to be the most beautiful in Paris. She had even added the slightest touch of color to her cheeks. There was no longer any sign of the wrinkles at the sides of her eyes.
No one will see I have a long skirt on. But I shall be 'decolletee', at any rate. I shall wear a comb. No one would know the picture for me nobody! You yourself hardly knew me did you?" "Not at first sight. You are much altered." "Mamma will be amazed," said Jacqueline, clasping her hands. "It was a good idea!" "Amazed, I do not doubt," said Marien, somewhat anxiously.
Mary was of middle height, tending towards short; her hands were considered very beautiful, and by some she was supposed to be given to displaying them, although concealing them would have been difficult and unnecessary. Her arms and neck were also beautiful. Leigh Hunt refers to her at the opera, decolletee, with white, gleaming, sloping shoulders.
Madame Rosine gesticulated with her hands and smiled. "Miladi, there is no more!" she declared. "Miladi will perceive it is for the evening wear it is decolletee it is to show to everybody Miladi's most beautiful white neck and arms. The effect will be ravishing!" Thelma's face grew suddenly grave almost stern.
It was a sign, as a matter of fact, a picture of a young and pretty woman, decolletee, wearing an enormous beplumed hat and carrying an infant in her arms; the whole in the style of the chimney boards of the time of Louis XVIII. Above the picture stood out this inscription in big letters: Mme. Midwife "Madam," said I, "I want to see Mme. Becoeur."
On another occasion, seeing my boxes full of dresses and pretty trinkets, and noticing that I wore no jewellery, and always dressed in riding- habits and waterproofs for rough excursions, and looked after the stables instead of lying on a divan and sucking a narghileh, after the manner of Eastern women, she exclaimed: "O Lady, Ya Sitti, my happiness, why do you not wear this lovely dress?" a decolletee blue ball-dress, trimmed with tulle and roses.
Then to Mary, "You look your best decolletee, you know." "Englishwomen always do," murmured Miss Berber. "Will you kindly take off your hat and coat, and stand up, Mrs. Byrd?" Mary complied, feeling uncomfortably like a cloak model. "Classic, pure classic. How seldom one sees it!" Miss Berber's voice became quite audible. "Gold, of course, classic lines, gold sandals. A fillet, but no ornaments.
No one will see I have a long skirt on. But I shall be 'decolletee', at any rate. I shall wear a comb. No one would know the picture for me nobody! You yourself hardly knew me did you?" "Not at first sight. You are much altered." "Mamma will be amazed," said Jacqueline, clasping her hands. "It was a good idea!" "Amazed, I do not doubt," said Marien, somewhat anxiously.
Magnificent though Mrs Swann was, the ample Mrs Clayton Vernon, discreetly décolletée, was even more magnificent. Dressed as she meant to show herself at the concert, Mrs Clayton Vernon made a resplendent figure worthy to be the cousin of the leader of the orchestra and worthy even to take the place of the missing Countess of Chell.
Clothed in a bottle-green bodice very generously décolletée, her head adorned by a portentous erection of coronet and feathers, a sanguine dab of colour on her cheek, she craned a skinny neck out of the window of the family coach. Apparently she was engaged in directing the movements of persons presumably footmen clad in canary-coloured coats and armed with long staves.
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