1
He looked round, and saw the white stocking lying on a chair.
2
The first object he caught sight of was Mr. Hayes' white stocking.
3
And she pointed to a spot of blood upon the delicate white stocking.
4
For a second it lay on the floor, a twist of white stocking.
5
A white stocking is infinitely more effective than a black one.
6
And as she jumped down, he could see her white stocking.
7
With agony, she saw she had taken a white stocking instead of a handkerchief.
8
Her skirt hitched up to her boot tops, showing a bit of white stocking.
9
It was a long white stocking, but there was a little weight in the toe.
10
They spoke once or twice of the white stocking.
11
He was riding a big black horse with one white stocking on his near fore-leg.
12
All this time poor Doodlem was sitting in her armchair, crying, and mending a white stocking.
13
Mr. Hayes' white stocking served for a line, and bump, bump, they went against the door.
14
The white stocking is also in evidence.
15
Her shoe, yes, the mended one, had burst at the side near the toe in a generous bulge of white stocking.
16
I feel I've seen the expanse of white stocking between Emma's ankle-length boots and her long skirt that so excited Flaubert.
