But you ought to get warm and dry right off, I s'pose, and your duds are all up to the depot.

I built a fire in the rusty cook stove and dried his duds and mine.

That evenin' I found her on the back steps, all Sunday duds and airs.

In it the farmers kept, says one church record, "their duds and horses."

Just go upstairs and put on your duds, like the dear thing you are, and get the next train.

But I must go back first to get some o' my bits o' duds, and to tell father.

But let her do her best and they were poor-looking little bits of duds!

Now peel off right away, and we'll see about drying your duds!

Couldn't you ha' got it ready and waited wi' a bit o' fire to dry these duds?

What you want to do is this—put on your duds and go out for an hour.