Women received gorgeous hothouse roses all the time and didn't weep all over them.

"They are real hothouse roses, come by train all the way from Longview."

On the small table in the vestibule, the anemic hothouse roses greeted the arrivals.

Madge pointed out some pale, hothouse roses on a table.

Not just hothouse roses but simple daisies, sunny tulips.

Mary arranged the small bouquet of hothouse roses in a mug on the table beside his cot.

It always smelled of hothouse roses and Chanel.

In the center stood a huge vase of hothouse roses tied with a white ribbon.

There were flowers now, banks of hothouse roses, orchids, narcissus.

Smelling hothouse roses and watching the snow outside the window.