He stopped for a moment, looked over in his shabby clothes, and, seemingly sure of himself, began.

Yet there they were, standing erect in their shabby clothes before a quiet round of applause.

The shabby clothes he wore made him seem a refugee.

An old dotard in shabby clothes with a million worlds behind him.

Standing right next to the wealthy couple was a thin, tall man in shabby clothes.

I should hate to have to wear such shabby clothes again!

There was an older man, a younger couple, and three or four kids-dressed in shabby clothes, but clean looking.

He raced at top speed after the fleeing figure of Clyde, and so did the young man in the shabby clothes.

The shabby clothes did nothing to detract from his swarthy good looks.

Now this man with no hair on his head and the shabby clothes.