At the hotel entrance were two jet-black doormen attired in a pseudo-Moroccan costume of red fez, voluminous pants and yellow barusha slippers.
"Border, Breed Nor Birth"
Dallas McCord Reynolds
Everybody knew him by sight-doormen, salesmen, elevator boys, watchmakers, bookkeepers, and messengers.
"Christopher and the Clockmakers"
Sara Ware Bassett
He ain't very enthusiastic, either, when one of the doormen tows me into the corner of the loungin' room where he's sittin' behind a tall glass gazin' moody at nothin' in particular.
"Torchy, Private Sec."
Sewell Ford