He tried to shake the snow off by stamping, but it clung to his velveteens.
Well, that's right, Velveteens—speak out and let's know your mind at once.
The buttons on the velveteens were glittering like gold at the knees.
“To a hair,” I answered; and cried to Nanse to bring the velveteens.
Hullo, Velveteens, mind your fingers if you come any higher.
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