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

Why Alexia that is quite beautiful. It does ot reflect your customary taste at all approved Miss Hisselpenny with glee. Trust Ivy to like the hideous thing for it's looks.

It's no good choosing your first husband from a school for evil geniuses. Much too difficult to kill.

Ah, Lady Maccon, how lovely. I did wonder when you would track us down.” “I was unavoidably delayed by husbands and Ivys,” explained Alexia. “These things, regrettably, are bound to occur when one is married and befriended.

They decided the mummy would be unwrapped, for the titillation of the ladies, just after dinner.

Alexia, did you know there is an entire regiment decamping on your front lawn? Laddy Maccon sighed. "Really, Ivy, I would never have noticed.

The ill-informed masses included her own family among their ranks, a family that specialized in being both inconvenient and asinine.