In his mouth was a cigarette, and in his buttonhole a pink carnation.

The second day he only wore a pink carnation and a grey waistcoat.

A pink carnation in his buttonhole matched his healthy complexion.

He wore a solitary pink carnation, selected with solicitous care.

M. Charnot was stooping, examining a superb pink carnation.

A pink carnation was in a glass in front of him, already withering from the heat.

She looked at Benjamin's handsome face, the pink carnation, the room, the table piled high with gifts.

In his buttonhole he wore a pink carnation, and in his gloved hand he carried a straight, gold-headed cane.

The Hungarian girl stood like a monument on her flat heels, staring at the pink carnation in Ottenburg's coat.

His spurs clinked; his long cloak gleamed like a huge pink carnation in the dingy dimness of the startled night.

It made her think of a pink carnation, or of a twinkling wild rose, with saucy whiskers of brown calyx.

He looked very tidy and wore the shoes we had had repaired, a pink carnation in his buttonhole, and an air of suppressed excitement.

Lord James adjusted the pink carnation in his lapel, and casually remarked: "You'll be calling at the Leslies' this afternoon, I daresay."

There is Peggy, the artist's model, who has posed for almost every artist of note, and who is as pretty as a pink carnation.

I looked back at the coffin under its blanket of pink carnations.

At the foot of her bed was an enormous basket of pink carnations.