Argyle
['ɑrɡaɪl]
Definition
(noun.) a sock knitted or woven with an argyle design (usually used in the plural).
(noun.) a design consisting of a pattern of varicolored diamonds on a solid background (originally for knitted articles); patterned after the tartan of a clan in western Scotland.
Edited by Amber--From WordNet
Examples
- Thank you, returned Argyle, sighing. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- You are quite happy, Argyle says; and I in the very flower of my age am dying. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- To Frederick Lamb I related everything, presented him with Argyle's letter, and acquainted him with my determination not to meet his grace. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- He brought me, as I suspected, an answer from Argyle, which is subjoined. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- During this severe illness, the Duke of Argyle was very attentive to me. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- There is Argyle looking at you, from Lady W----'s box, Nugent said. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Endeavouring to imitate the voice of an old duenna, Argyle begged to know who was at the door. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Frederick had never given me a single shilling up to the time when hard necessity obliged me to accept the Duke of Argyle for my lover. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- His Grace of Argyle came to me earlier than usual on that memorable evening; but, being unwell and love-sick, he found me in my bed-chamber. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Tell your friend that I have no money, that I do not know how to take care of myself, and Argyle takes no care of me. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- Vive la guerre_, said Argyle--_Le voila! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- At last, oh, blessed news for Argyle! Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- I have just dined with Ponsonby, said Argyle to me one night, and I never saw him look better. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- I could not possibly be in love with Argyle that was very certain. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
- I am going for one, I said, putting on my shawl; for I began to think it would not do to neglect Argyle altogether. Harriette Wilson. The Memoirs of Harriette Wilson.
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