His Grace was at her side, and lifted her down from the chair. "My enfant," he said , "duchesses do not dance on chairs, nor do they call their brothers 'imbรฉcile'." Lรฉonie's twinkled irrepressibly. "I do," she said firmly.
Georgette HeyerI will not listen to your verse on an empty stomach!" declared the Vicomte. "You have no soul," said Philippe sadly. "But I have a stomach, and it cries aloud for sustenance." "I weep for you," said Philip. "Why do I waste my poetic gems upon you?
Georgette HeyerPeople who start a sentence with personally (and they're always women) ought to be thrown to the lions. It's a repulsive habit.
Georgette HeyerRemind me one day to teach you how to achieve a sneer, Hugh. Yours is too pronounced, and thus but a grimace. It should be but a faint curl of the lips.
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!
Georgette Heyer