The man bore an elaborate robe of crimson silk trimmed with ermine, which he arranged about Noah's portly person, making marks with pins and chalk where it could be made to fit better.
V Poor portly Mrs. Peyser was not destined to enjoy her harvest of happiness for more than a few years.
I told you so," she said, her portly bosom swelling portlier with exultation as the sixth bride was whirled off in a rice shower from the Highbury villa, while the other five sat around in radiant matronhood.
The speaker was a very portly man who had passed the maturity of manhood, but active as Harlequin.
As he passed under Temple Bar his eye caught a portly gentleman stepping out of a public cab with a bundle of papers in his hand, and immediately disappearing through that well-known archway which Morley was on the point of reaching.
For one moment the portly gentleman gazed at the signature as if dumfounded.
All the methods of Mr. John Wray were in conformity with his portly rotundity, his slow respectability, his unimaginative commercialism.
Close by Mr. O'Connell's place was seated a gentleman of most enormously portly form, though little above the middle height.
Near the table stood a portly happy-looking man, with a somewhat florid and good-natured countenance, grey eyes, and reddish hair.
But at this moment a tall, portly man advanced from the front of the tent, and came up to where Kit was sitting.
I don't think you would excel in that line," said Kit, with a glance at the portly form of the well-known showman.
The boys shivered as they saw theportly man dangling over the river.
As the successive bridges were completed, he proved, as he supposed, the accuracy of his calculations by venturing his own portly person upon them, at first with some timidity, but with more and more confidence as time went on.
As if in rebuking answer to these impious desires, the portly form of Andrew filled the doorway.
And behind it, now at a canter, now at a panting trot, ambles the portly form of Mr. Heriot Walkingshaw.
As he came up the Rue Saint Ange, he saw their landlord, a blue apron tied about his portly waist, busily brushing the pavement in front of the hotel with a yellow broom.
But, no; there was the portly footman entering with the evening paper, which he laid upon the table before coming to close the shutters.
The wire dictionary-stand, containing the portly form of Webster Unabridged, was instantly brought up to the light, and there was half a minute's silence while Ned turned the leaves.
She began pushing her way out of the press, and in an opposite direction from that in which the portly policeman was coming.
While stationed as a young sub-lieutenant of cavalry at Bonn, he was one day inadvertently jostled in the street by a gray-haired and rather portly stranger, whom he at once addressed in the most insulting manner.
In front walked the portly bishop, clad in a green vestment, puffed out with the importance of the function, his missal in his hand, and his fingers between the pages at the service de matrimoniis.
He had no intention of being curious, he was only thankful to find some distraction from his own thoughts, and there seemed no reason why he should not chat to the kindly portlylady in charge.
He climbed up as hastily as his portly form would permit to the ledge, and bent over a figure, which was nearly motionless.
Here the children met the portly Mevrouw Van der Veer in her rustling silk dress, who gave them a warm welcome.
The butler is a portly man, presumably, with a clean-shaven face, of English parentage.
Portly Mr. Letham, carried away by the grip of the thing, drew himself up and squared his shoulders.
The consciousness of acres had passed away from his portly presence.
He is rather portly in person, the pale olive of his complexion contrasting strongly with a beard perfectly white.
A portly woman, whose face beamed with kindness and cheerfulness, stood in the door and invited us to stop there for the night.
Some years previous Richelieu had taken the trouble to play lover to the portly quadragenarian, and he had brought to bear upon his effort all the courage requisite for such a suit.
He found Schmitz, the portly proprietor, sprawling on his own bar counter, embracing a bottle of squareface with a loving hug.
A gay vivandiere led Nickie to a portly Henry VIII.
