She gave herself airs, and bought an aigrette for her Sunday bonnet.
The Man glanced at the aigrette, smiled discreetly, and said nothing.
The law is in effect; and the aigrette business is dead in this state.
From the aigrette in her hair to the paste buckle on her shoe she was mondaine.
If I am correctly informed, the London feather trade admits that it requires six egrets ...