Really, Alexia, what could have possessed you to attach yourself to the side of the ship in such a juvenile fashion? It is positively barnacle-like.
Gail CarrigerWhat did you do?โ โWell, you see, there was this pot of tea, simply sitting thereโฆโ He trailed off. โUseful thing, tea,โ commented Lyall thoughtfully.
Gail CarrigerSpin the parasol three times and repeat after me: I shield in the name of fashion. I accessorize for one and all. Pursuit of truth is my passion. This I vow by the great parasol.
Gail CarrigerThe voice was low and tinged with a hint of Scotland. It would have caused Alexia to shiver and think primal monkey thoughts about moons and running far and fast, if she'd had a soul. Instead it caused her to sigh in exasperation and sit up.
Gail CarrigerTunstell, this is your Alpha speaking. Do as I tell you. You must regurgitate now. Regurgitation is an involuntary action. You cannot simply order me to do it,โ replied Tunstell in a small voice. โI most certainly can. Besides which, you are an actor.โ Tunstell grimaced. โIโve never had cause to vomit onstage.
Gail CarrigerGoodness gracious me,โ exclaimed Alexia, โwhat are you wearing? It looks like the unfortunate progeny of an illicit union between a pair of binoculars and some opera glasses. What on earth are they called, binocticals, spectaculars?โ The earl snorted his amusement and then tried to pretend he hadn't. โHow about glassicals?โ he suggested, apparently unable to resist a contribution.
Gail Carriger