"A learned man in a cynical and torn dress holding an open book in his hand."

There was fresh blood staining her torn dress between her legs.

She sank there, clutching her torn dress too late.

Wiping his blade on her torn dress, he straightened up.

She didn't seem to care any more about her torn dress.

"I want to change," she said, looking down at her torn and creased dress.

Neither man was so cruel as to comment on her torn dress and bruises.

A large woman in a torn black dress looked into the tent.

She is selected to go to a ball to repair torn dresses.

The girl plucked her torn dress, felt the dangling belt, but couldn't seem to grasp it.