The Marquis believed himself to be hardened against flattery. He thought that he had experienced every variety, but he discovered that he was mistaken: the blatantly worshipful look in the eyes of a twelve-year-old, anxiously raised to his, was new to him, and it pierced his defences.
Georgette HeyerAnd donโt you say that it is very kind and obliging of him, sir, like Jessamy, because if you donโt like a person, you donโt wish to be obliged to him!
Georgette HeyerAnd now I wish I hadnโt been civil, because he says he shall not despair! He is as stupid as Endymion!โ โNo, no!โ said Alverstoke soothingly. โNobody could be as stupid as Endymion!
Georgette HeyerYou must not imagine that Papa or I have the least notion of compelling you to marry anyone whom you hold in aversion, for I am sure that such a thing would be quite shocking! And Charles would not do so either, would you, dear Charles?โ(Elizabeth Ombersley) โNo, certainly not. But neither would I consent to her marriage with any such frippery fellow as Augustus Fawnhope!โ โAugustus,โ announced Cecilia, putting up her chin, โwill be remembered long after you have sunk into oblivion!โ โBy his creditors? I donโt doubt it.
Georgette Heyer