The world would be only one big muff.

Petronella smiled at him over her big muff.

Lady Sellingworth picked up a big muff and went down to the motor, leaving Cecile smiling behind her.

Very slowly Rosamund walked on, bending a little above the big muff, like one pulled forward by a weight of heavy thoughts.

She spent the time behind locked doors busy with paste, scissors, and a big muff-box, the best foundation she could find for a jack-o'-lantern.