Mr Vladimir, arranging his cravat, observed him in the glass over the mantelpiece.
Change that cravat for this of mine, that coat for this of mine.
He loosened his cravat, unfastened his waistcoat, and felt for the beating of his heart.
His cravat had been tied many times and needed it once more.
He had promised me faithfully not to fumble with his cravat, and evidently he ...