He had a table in front of him-a table partially and very insecurely propped up by a bundle of old papers and books, since no two of its four legs were completely whole-and on the table there was a neckless bottle half-filled with ink, a few sheets of paper and a couple of quill pens.
"The League of the Scarlet Pimpernel"
Baroness Orczy
With quick, energetic step he passes the officers at the desk, entirely ignoring their presence, and walks nonchalantly down the hall, his unnaturally large head set close upon the heavy, almost neckless shoulders.
"Prison Memoirs of an Anarchist"
Alexander Berkman
Above the waist it was neckless, backless, and almost frontless; below, it was a very short, very tight and clinging skirt.
"The Galaxy Primes"
Edward Elmer Smith