What is your name?" "Again sir, that is no concern of yours." "A mystery," he said. "I shall have to call you Clorinda." ..... "Judith! What the devil? exclaimed Peregrine. "Has there been an accident?" "Judith," repeated the gentleman of the curricle pensively. "I prefer Clorinda.
Georgette HeyerHis 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 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 HeyerI feel an almost overwhelming interest in the methods of daylight abduction employed by the modern youth.
Georgette HeyerShe bowed her head, clasping her hands tightly before her upon the arm of his chair, for her heart yearned towards him, yet could not reach him, and it made her throat ache with unhappiness to meet that look of his that rested on her face without seeing it.
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