1 Martha, help her to slip on her best dress.
2 Mrs. Medlock will have to get me some bigger dresses.
3 The dressing process was one which taught them both something.
4 She wore a green brocade dress and held a green parrot on her finger.
5 He said I won't have a child dressed in black wanderin about like a lost soul, he said.
6 She had learned to dress herself by this time and she put on her clothes in five minutes.
7 It was a colored photograph of Mr. Medlock who had died years ago, and she always wore it when she was dressed up.
8 Her black dress made her look yellower than ever, and her limp light hair straggled from under her black crepe hat.
9 There were fantastically dressed people under the trees and in the distance there was a glimpse of the turrets of a castle.
10 They looked at the portraits and found the plain little girl dressed in green brocade and holding the parrot on her finger.
11 She had on her best black dress and cap, and her collar was fastened with a large brooch with a picture of a man's face on it.
12 She said nothing while her dress was changed, and her hair brushed, and after she was quite tidy she followed Mrs. Medlock down the corridors, in silence.
13 She wore a very purple dress, a black silk mantle with jet fringe on it and a black bonnet with purple velvet flowers which stuck up and trembled when she moved her head.
14 Now she was followed by nobody and was learning to dress herself because Martha looked as though she thought she was silly and stupid when she wanted to have things handed to her and put on.
15 It was hard to go away and leave it all, particularly as Nut had actually crept on to her dress and Shell had scrambled down the trunk of the apple-tree they sat under and stayed there looking at her with inquiring eyes.