She moved with such purpose it was as though she walked with exclamation marks.

Biffy said, off the cuff, "Or we could find a replacement queen." "Volunteering for the position?" "Why, Professor, is that wittiness I detect?" "Only for you." "Charmer." Biffy tapped him on the arm playfully.

Oh, dear me, no. Then I should be known as that vampire with all the cats.

What’s wrong with you? Are you ill? I forbid you to be ill, wife.

Alexia,” she hissed to her friend, “there are knees positively everywhere. What do I do?

Oh, Herbert," she said pleadingly to her silent husband, "you must make him marry her! Call for the parson immediately! Look at them... they are...," she sputtered, "canoodling!

Professor Lyall, cursing his Alpha for departing so precipitously, balled up the piece of paper and, after minor consideration for the delicacy of the information it contained, ate it.