A tall and massive figure in a black cassock was before him, about five yards distant.
He was a small man in a black cassock that reached his feet.
Totally taken off guard, Anna came up short behind the black cassock.
A thin man dressed in a severe black cassock sat near the window.
On the second day, he noticed a priest in a black cassock whose face looked familiar to him.
He was wearing a long black cassock and carried a basket.
Young priests sometimes slip in, too, to order the perfect black cassock.
The rear door opened, a priest in a black cassock got out.
He was larger than life, stumping along in his plain black cassock.
He wore a black cassock like the countless thousands you saw every day in Rome.
