roquelaire

He often took his evening walk in the enclosure in his scarlet roquelaire and cocked hat, now and then, no doubt, casting admiring glances at his gaudy emblem.

Art in England Notes and Studies Dutton Cook 1856

As he was wrapping his corporeal treasure in his _roquelaire_ of sables, previous to immersing himself in his chair, he had the mortification of seeing Lucy, who with her father, from some cause or other, had been delayed in the hall, handed to the carriage by Captain Clifford.

Paul Clifford — Volume 04 Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

He then reluctantly re-entered his carriage, and, bidding the postilions drive as fast as possible, wrapped himself in his roquelaire, and divided his thoughts between Lucy Brandon and the homard au gratin with which he proposed to console him self immediately on his return home.

Paul Clifford — Complete Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

He had scarce said these words before a man, wrapped in his roquelaire, emerging from one of the narrow streets to the left, halted opposite the pair, and eying them for a few moments with an earnest scrutiny, whispered, "Salut!"

Zanoni Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

As he was wrapping his corporeal treasure in his roquelaire of sables, previous to immersing himself in his chair, he had the mortification of seeing Lucy, who with her father, from some cause or other, had been delayed in the hall, handed to the carriage by Captain Clifford.

Paul Clifford — Complete Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

"It is this," I answered, producing a trowel from beneath the folds of my _roquelaire_.

The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 Edgar Allan Poe 1829

Putting on a mask of black silk, and drawing a _roquelaire_ closely about my person, I suffered him to hurry me to my palazzo.

The Works of Edgar Allan Poe — Volume 2 Edgar Allan Poe 1829

_ "he thought while in this occupation," why should I not have a roquelaire?

Doom Castle Neil Munro

_roquelaire_, and divided his thoughts between Lucy Brandon and the

Paul Clifford — Volume 03 Edward Bulwer Lytton Lytton 1838

"Here's a pretty problem!" he told himself, hesitating upon the brink of the ditch into which dipped a massive stair -- "Here's a pretty problem! to have the roquelaire or to fly without it and perish of cold, because there is one chance in twenty that monsieur the warder opposite my chamber may not be wholly a fool and may have looked into his mousetrap.

Doom Castle Neil Munro