plackets

Updated: May 27, 2025

Let not the creaking of shoes, nor the rustling of silks, betray thy poor heart to woman; keep thy foot out of brothels, thy hand out of plackets, thy pen from lenders' books, and defy the foul fiend." This must be read in conjunction with what Edgar says of himself subsequently:

Thomas Alfred Spalding - Elizabethan Demonology

Boyer, shopping, dragged wet skirts and damp feet from store to store. She found nothing that she cared for after all. The garments that looked chic in the windows or on manikins in the shops, were absurd on her. Her insistent bosom bulged, straight lines became curves or tortuous zigzags, plackets gaped, collars choked her or shocked her by their absence.

Mary Roberts Rinehart - The Street of Seven Stars