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His head was erect, his eyes were sparkling, his big, rough, statesman's voice was bellowing abroad, and his thumbs were in the armholes of his vest. He walked straight to Hedrick and led him by the coat lapel into a dark stairway.
"Oh, I just said Lydia's dress was a fright and Kent went off mad." Charlie in turn stared at Lydia. Kent in the meantime was grinning at Lydia amiably. "Hello, Lyd! Want to dance?" "I can't. Don't know how," replied Lydia, despondently. "Easy as anything. Come on, I'll teach you." Lydia seized Kent's lapel with fingers that would tremble slightly. "Kent, I dassn't stir.
Confound him, he took that very instant to hold the lantern up to my face again, and caught me grinning like a Cheshire cat. I hurried to my room and brushed myself up a bit. On my bureau, in a glass of water, there was a white boutonniere, rather clumsily constructed and all ready to be pinned in the lapel of my coat. I confess to a blush.
"Don't worry, Gerd," Gus Brannhard told him. "Leslie Coombes will bring a nice shiny new definition into court. We'll just use that." They walked together, Frederic and Claudette Pendarvis, down through the roof garden toward the landing stage, and, as she always did, Claudette stopped and cut a flower and fastened it in his lapel. "Will the Fuzzies be in court?" she asked.
And yet, for the first minute, Dolly could not speak, and the next she laid her cheek in her favorite place, on the lapel of Grif 's coat, and burst into a great gush of soft, warm tears, tears without a touch of any other element, however, than love and happiness. "Home, Grif!" she said. He was quite pale and he had almost lost his voice, too, but he managed to answer her, unsteadily.
Bell Applegate got leisurely to his feet a tall man, well set up, with a smooth-shaved, florid face and red hair. "If he has we'll jack him in the jug." He threw back the lapel of his coat, displaying a silver star. "But I ain't got no gun," protested John Wesley meekly. "You-all can see for yourself." "We will don't worry! Don't you make one wrong move or I'll put out your light!"
"You can't wear armour in these days," she said, as she fastened one on the lapel of each boy's coat, "but this shall be the badge of your knighthood, 'wearing the white flower of a blameless life. The little pins will help you to remember, maybe, and will remind you that you are pledged to right the wrong wherever you find it, in little things as well as great."
He stared at his inquisitor in consternation. Then he dropped back into his former slovenly attitude. "I never thought o' that," said he. "I'll help you," offered Morse, carelessly, brushing ashes from his coat lapel. Maudlin turned his eyes slowly from their straight ahead position until they came directly upon the handsome face of the other man.
The desk was owned by a small man with an extraordinary long moustache and with grease spots on the lapel of his coat. In the morning he came in and sat in his chair with his feet on his desk. He smoked long black stogies and read the morning papers. On the glass panel of the door was the inscription, "Henry Hunt, Real Estate Broker."
His lips worked a little, and I could see that he was thinking more of what was passing in the chamber beyond than of my presence here. "They are blooding him again," he said; and then "What are you doing here?" I took him by the lapel of his coat to make him attend to me; for his eyes were wandering back like a mule's, at every sound behind.
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