It had to be the voice of the man in the blue robe.
Because the old man in the blue robe didn't go around.
And he didn't put on the blue robe at sixteen!
He wore blue robes, and had a clear air of authority.
"I hope they don't expect me to be in the blue robe."
The third was a woman, dressed in a full, blue robe.
I looked around and saw a young man in a blue robe smiling at me.
His blue robe whispered on the floor as he turned and went out of the room.
He wore a dark blue robe and much of his hair was silver.
Soon girls in their blue and white robes came pouring out.
