Quotes from Cynthia Harrod-Eagles

he was a sensitive person underneath it all. Yes he could believe that, SLider thought. Only a man obsessed with hie own emotions could spread so much devastation around him.

Corfu, so the King asked Venetia if she would act as his hostess for the weekend at Sandringham: he could never bear

Men bring evil into the world and breed it up for their sport the way they breed their hunting dogs. They change and spoil and destroy what is within their reach; but women go on, unchanging as the wind.

God bless the King, I mean the Faith's Defender; God bless – no harm in blessing – the Pretender; But who Pretender is, or who is King, God bless us all – that's quite another thing! John Byrom: To an Officer in the Army

Wealth seems to ebb and flow about the world like the tides, but the how and the why are beyond knowing.

mum always ought to be, getting tea. Women and food: how they locked on to your heart, taking it so young that if you had ever been properly loved and nurtured, you could never quite untangle them again. And did you ever, ever get over losing your mum? It seemed absurd after so long, and at his age, to be seized with such a yearning to go home; but she was gone, beyond reach, and a grown man wasn't allowed to feel like this. The

The mills have not been doing well lately, have they?' 'No, not since the end of the war. Armies use up a great many cotton goods, you see, and we in England were supplying not only our own army but those of our allies as well.' He gave her a small, quirky smile. 'You may not believe it, ma'am, but at one time we were supplying Boney's army too!

Héloïse noticed that his hair, of which a strand had escaped from under his wig, was fox-red, and that he had a boil on the back of his neck. It made him seem more human and less awe-inspiring, which was a comfort.

leading the way was his boss, Commander 'Dave' Carpenter, in a suit so sharp you could peel mangoes with it.