I have seen what comes of being patient," Amanda said with a boding look. "And I have no opinion of it." "What does come of it?" Inquired Sir Gareth. "Nothing!
Georgette HeyerYou will like her," he persisted. "Egad, she's after your own heart, maman! She shot me in the arm." "Voyons, do you think that is what I like?
Georgette HeyerO God, I love you to the edge of madness, Venetia, but I'm not mad yet--not so mad that I don't know how disastrous it might be to you--to us both! You don't realize what an advantage I should be taking of your innocence!
Georgette HeyerShe decided that her wisest course would be to put him out of her mind. After reaching this conclusion she lay thinking about him until at last she fell asleep.
Georgette HeyerPerhaps,โ murmured his lordship, โI yielded to a compassionate impulse.โ โA what?โ gasped his best friend. โOh, did you think I never did so?โ said his lordship, the satirical glint in his eyes extremely pronounced. โYou wrong me! I do, sometimesโnot frequently, of course, but every now and then!
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