Here Sir Tilton, with Mrs. Wingfield, passed them, when Vaura called out gaily: "Don't you tremble, Sir Tilton, when you think of the wrath of the wigless Adonis?"
"A Heart-Song of To-day"
Annie Gregg Savigny
Had not Zussmann-ay, and his wigless wife, Hulda, too-been seen emerging from the mighty Church that stood in frowsy majesty amid its tall, neglected box-like tombs, and was to the Ghetto merely a topographical point and the chronometric standard?
"Dreamers of the Ghetto"
I. Zangwill
On the terrace among the leaden gods danced a little man, wigless, in an orange-coloured dressing-gown and a fury of choler.
"The Mayor of Troy"
Sir Arthur Thomas Quiller-Couch