Quotes from Georgette Heyer

Vauxhall. 'I did not scruple to accept, my

Their eyes met, both pairs grey, hers very cool and clear, his faintly smiling...

You need not be afraid that I have just fallen in love yesterday. I am quite sure of my mind in this. A month is fully long enough for that.' 'Or a day or an hour,' said the Earl musingly.

He wore very tight Inexpressibles, and very high and rigidly starched shirt-points, which made it hard for him to turn his head; and when he bowed a slight creaking betrayed that a swelling paunch was confined by stays.

That sort of thing always leads to trouble! It is all kindness, and I am sure I am quite as sorry for Miss Broughty as anyone, but one cannot make a friend of everybody in distressing circumstances!

Indeed, my fear is that my overbearing, self-willed ways may have given you a distaste of me which not all my future efforts may serve to eradicate.

I am sure I do not know why a man should not be a gamester, if his talents make it an eligible profession for him!

Richard paused. He drew his hand across his eyes, shuddering. "Milward saw the scratch. He cried out that the cards were marked! Suddenly everyone seemed to be gathered about our table—all talking! Jack had his hand on my shoulder; he and Dare were running through the pack. But all the while I could look at no one but Tracy—Andover. He seemed so sinister, so threatening, in those black clothes of his.

Madam Field was not an exhilarating companion, as her mind ran on illness and death, and the froward ways of the younger generation.

He was not at the moment in very good odour at Bow Street. Such epithets as Blockhead and Blunderer had been used in connection with his last case. 'Jeremiah Stubbs, miss,' said the Runner. 'I am here in the execution of my dooty.

Fay cast a strartled glance at the clock, and sprang up. Heavens, it's past four! I must fly or Arthur will have a fit. He can't bear unpunctuality. Are you ready? I'm ready, said Dinah, but I shall dawdle for ten minutes for the good of Arthur's soul.

There was nothing romantic about Miss Charing's appearance, but her entrance would not have shamed a Siddons. You, she uttered in accents of loathing. I might have known it!

He does not, if you please, consider me a fit and proper person to have charge of Lucilla, and doesn't scruple to say so! I'm told it is always so with loose- screws: they become downright prudes where the females of their own families are concerned! I imagine that must be because they know too much about the wiles of seducers– from their own experiences!

Them Frenchies!' 'Unchristian, that's what I call 'em,' responded Mr. Stubbs severely. 'I fair compassionate that wench.

doors opened, and Mr Beaumaris handed his bride tenderly up into the luxurious vehicle. So little time had she been kept waiting in the road that she did not even look to see whether

No man who had the inestimable good fortune to call you his wife would ever desire any other woman. If you don't know that, there is nothing I can do or say to convince you!

that bumptious, prosing piece of self-consequence that never crossed anything but a slug in his life!

I find myself at one with Dr Johnson, who declared—did he not?—that one green field was just like another!

Dominica looked at him indignantly. He was abominable, and to matters the more insupportable he had a smile that set a poor maid's heart in a flutter.

Todo pesar va acompañado de una alegría que lo ilumine. En este mundo nada es perfecto por completo, ni nada por completo insoportable.

She made the rather horrifying discovery that the slim fingers of a lady could curl into claws, and quickly straightened them.

Vicky had enlivened the Sabbath by coming down to breakfast in abbreviated tennis-shorts, and a sleeveless shirt.

She said impatiently. 'It is of no use for us to argue on that head. Where is Bertram?' 'Don't think you'd know the place, ma'am. It's – it's near Westminster!

People who collect objects of rarity, my dear Eustacie, will often, so I believe, go to quite unheard of lengths to acquire the prize they covet.