Checklaton

But in a Iacket quilted richly rare, / Vpon checklaton he was ſtraungely dight, / And on his head a roll of linnen plight, / Like to the Mores of Malaber he wore;

Her girdle, sandals, bracelets, glistering hood / Of checklaton, are wondrous;

Going to her wardrobe she thence took, and dressed herself in a gown of common checklaton, or striped stuff;[…]Accosting each peasant on the road, Gaultier enquired if he had either met, or seen, or heard of, a young maiden, passing that way on foot, clad in a dress of checklaton, having a dark-coloured chappe, or tunic, flung over it;[…]Geoffroi, looking in the direction of the spot designated to him, was nearly as much struck as his Lord, when he perceived a young woman of exactly the same height as the Lady Emily, and dressed in the same stuff checklaton, and the dark-coloured mantle she had worn upon the night of her departure from Bavay.[…]“Why, that’s true,” he replied—“that’s very true, and though methought I had ne’er seen any checklaton⸺” “I don’t care about the checklaton, hundreds may wear the same.—I look to the height, and feel assured she was not so tall as the Lady Emily”—interrupted Gaultier.