Miss Trent regarded her thoughtfully. "Well, it's an odd circumstance, but I've frequently observed that whenever you boast of your beauty you seem to lose some of it. I expect it must be the change in your expression." Startled, Tiffany flew to gaze anxiously into the ornate looking-glass which hung above the fireplace. "Do I?" she asked naively. "Really do I, Ancilla?" "Yes, decidedly," replied Miss Trent, perjuring her soul without the least hesitation.
Georgette HeyerI don't know how it is...but you seem to think me something wonderful, and indeed, I am not.
Georgette HeyerThose fine eyes of hers had a disconcertingly direct gaze, and very often twinkled in a manner disturbing to male egotism. She had common-sense too, and what man wanted the plainly matter-of-fact, when he could enjoy instead Sophia's delicious folly?
Georgette HeyerWhen fate is got it in for you, there is no limit to what you may have to put up with.
Georgette HeyerYouโve no more for me than I have for you.โ Considerably disconcerted by this direct attack, she stammered: โHow can you say so? When I am sure I have always been most sincerely attached to you!โ โYou deceive yourself, sister: not to me, but to my purse!
Georgette Heyer