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No one had ever looked at her just like that before, and it had the effect upon her of making her feel, for perhaps the first time in her life, a strong desire to lay the burden of her cares upon other shoulders. Captain Staple's were certainly broad enough to bear them.
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captain-staple
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Georgette Heyer |
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b4cc514
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Only trust me! You have fallen into a fit of despondency and there is not the least need! In fact, nothing could be more fatal, in any predicament! It encourages one to suppose that there is nothing to be done, when a little resolution is all that is wanted to bring matters to a happy conclusion.
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resolution
determination
predicament
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Georgette Heyer |
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3e0a99c
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The Reverend William Trent, whose mind was of a serious order, had several times warned his elder sister that too lively a sense of humour frequently led to laxity of principle. She now perceived how right he was; and wondered, in dismay, whether it was because he invariably made her laugh that instead of regarding the Nonesuch with revulsion she was obliged to struggle against the impulse to cast every scruple to the winds, and to give her..
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love
sense-of-humor
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Georgette Heyer |
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And that reminds me, Mama! I have just intercepted another of that puppy's floral offerings to my sister. This billet was attached to it." (Charles)"
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love
overprotective-brothers
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Georgette Heyer |
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55caa45
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Oh, 'tis not my qualities they object to! 'Tis my lack of vice.
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Georgette Heyer |
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Wretch! I shan't allow you to take a rise out of me! I want to talk to you about Jane!" "Who the devil is--Oh, yes, I know! One of your girls!" "My eldest daughter, and, let me remind you, your niece, Alverstoke!" "Unjust, Louisa, I needed no reminder!" "I am bringing the dear child out this season,"[...] "You'll have to do something about her freckles--if she's the one I think she is," he interrupted. "Have you tried citron-water?" "I didn..
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niece
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Georgette Heyer |
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ddb3c7c
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Well, I think I laid down my sunshade first,'said Mrs. Twining reflectively. 'Ah, that doesn't interest you. I told Finch that I wanted to tidy my hair (a euphemism for "powder my nose", of course), and would show myself out on to the terrace.' 'And you did in fact powder your nose, Mrs. Twining, at the mirror over the fireplace?' 'Most thoroughly,' she agreed. 'How long did that take you?' She looked rather amused. 'When a woman powders he..
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Georgette Heyer |
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f80a0d0
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Perhaps you have friends already who laugh when you do,' she said diffidently. 'I haven't, and it's important, I think - more important than sympathy in affliction, which you might easily find in someone you positively disliked.' 'But to share a sense of the ridiculous prohibits dislike - yes, that's true. And rare!
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Georgette Heyer |
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702bc75
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Are you well? You look a trifle peaked." "If I do, it is because black doesn't become me. I mean to lighten my mourning, and have ordered a charming gray gown." "You are mistaken." "What, in going into half-mourning?" "No, in thinking black does not become you."
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Georgette Heyer |
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81e649a
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How the deuce would you know the right way to go on if you was never taught anything but the wrong way?
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Georgette Heyer |
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7457b7e
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As for the fan, she agreed that it was a most amusing trifle: just what she would wish to buy for herself, if it had not been so excessively ugly!
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Georgette Heyer |
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8d34266
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I'm not talking nonsense, lass. I'd give you the whole of the moon if I could, and throw in the stars for good measure,' he said, taking her hand, and kissing it. 'You couldn't be content with less?
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Georgette Heyer |
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91d936c
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You will be a widow before the morning.
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widow
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Georgette Heyer |
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4ead5ca
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The truth is that I told Lucius Kennet and Silas to kidnap you for me, but I thought they could do it without using any horrid stratagems! That was fair enough! There could be no possible objection, for how could I kidnap you myself?
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Georgette Heyer |
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6f7cc32
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Do you have a husband concealed about you?
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Georgette Heyer |
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0e3bad6
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I shan't ask you how you do, ma'am: to enquire after a lady's health implies that she is not in her best looks. Besides, I can see that you are in high bloom.
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Georgette Heyer |
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3234a78
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I never drive when I can ride," said his lordship indifferently. "I make no doubt at all that had I been Mary Challoner you would have been glad enough to have borne me company!" The Marquis was snuffing one of the candles, but he looked up at that, and there was a glint in his eye. "That, my dear, is quite another matter," he said."
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Georgette Heyer |
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7f6a738
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Desford said abruptly: "How old are you, my child? Sixteen? Seventeen?" "Oh, no, I am much older than that!" she replied. "I'm as old as Lucasta - all but a few weeks!" "Then why are you not downstairs dancing with the rest of them?" he demanded. "You must surely be out!" "No, I'm not," she said. "I don't suppose I ever shall be, either. Unless my papa turns out not to be dead, and comes home to take care of me himself. But I don't think th..
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Georgette Heyer |
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He said nothing. Juliana peeped at him again. "You're very anxious to get her in your power again, Vidal. But I don't quite know why you should be, for you meant to marry her only because you had ruined her, and so were obliged to, didn't you?" She thought that he was not going to answer, but suddenly he raised his eyes from the contemplation of the dregs of his wine. "Because I am obliged to?" he said. "I mean to marry Mary Challoner becau..
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Georgette Heyer |
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5c54e41
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It is possible," said Miss Marling stiffly, "that Frederick and not Mary will have the ordering of the journey." Vidal chuckled. "Not if I know my Mary," he replied"
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Georgette Heyer |
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c8ef2f6
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I didn't smuggle the dog into the country; I merely caused him to be smuggled out of Baluchistan.
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Georgette Heyer |
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0ee5ae7
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Of course she is a fool, but so are all girls.
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Georgette Heyer |
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d5a18a0
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I hope you mean to contribute a handsome wreath to my obsequies?' 'Certainly! In the nature of things, it is likely that you will predecease me.' 'If I survive this adventure there can be no question of that. Your fate is writ clear: you will be murdered. I cannot conceive how it comes about that you were not murdered long since!' 'How odd! Charles himself once said that to me, or something like it!' 'There is nothing odd in it: any sensibl..
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Georgette Heyer |
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88db685
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I devoutly hope you are wrong, my dear," replied his lordship humourously. "For when my father uses every means to achieve an end, he invariably does achieve it." Miss Challoner got up, smiling a little ironically. "Vastly pretty, my lord. I could almost suppose that you wanted to marry me." She moved towards the door which his lordship held open for her. "I assure you, ma'am, I am becoming hourly more reconciled to the prospect," he said, ..
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Georgette Heyer |
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fe23927
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Well, I must own that you are not at all goodnatured to your sisters," she said frankly. "Not that I blame you for that - at least, not altogether! They seem positively to take delight in setting up your back! I wonder they shouldn't know that pinching at one's brothers is fatal! But whatever you may say you are not a monster of selfishness. You wouldn't be so kind to Jessamy and Felix if that were so."
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Georgette Heyer |
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4f6e8df
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O God, Mama, I've made such a mull of it! What am I to do?
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Georgette Heyer |
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7a2c01f
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I cannot bear to go back alone - to the world I have lived in with you.
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avon
leonie
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Georgette Heyer |
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28603bb
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A voice that to Dominica's fancy seemed to hold all the sunshine and the salt wind of fine days at sea smote her ears.
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true-love
romance
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Georgette Heyer |
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028c293
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Surely, cousin, you cannot mean to *jilt* her?' said Anthea, in accents of reprobation. 'Nay, it wouldn't be seemly,' he agreed. 'I'll just have to dispose of her, as you might say.' 'Good God! *Murder* her?' 'There's no need to be in a quake,' he said reassuringly. 'No one will ever know!' 'If only - oh, if only I could do to you what I *long* to do!' exclaimed Anthea. 'If you were but a *few* inches shorter -- !' He said hopefully: 'Nay, ..
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Georgette Heyer |
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Were you locked in your room?" enquired Sir Richard. "Oh no! I daresay I should have been if Aunt had guessed what I meant to do, but she would never think of such a thing." "Then--forgive my curiosity!--why did you climb out of the window?" asked Sir Richard. "Oh, that was on account of Pug!" replied Pen sunnily. "Pug?" "Yes, a horrid little creature! He sleeps in a basket in the hall, and he always yaps if he thinks one is going out. That..
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Georgette Heyer |
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56328da
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Pray, what's the nature of his trouble?" Prudence asked solicitously. "Oh, cursed bad news, my boy. That old aunt of his from whom he has expectations has rallied, and they say she'll last another ten years. Poor old Devereux, y'know! Must try and raise his spirits."
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Georgette Heyer |
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874d1d8
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Tell me,is my grey hall an insuperable bar to matrimony?
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Georgette Heyer |
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f0ceaec
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I am not quite sober you know. In fact, I am drunk, but I cannot help feeling this is all a trifle, shall we say, irregular?
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Georgette Heyer |
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9d9edae
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She walked home', explained Sir Roland. 'We were walking home, weren't we? Very well, then. She walked home. Passed Lethbridge's house. Went in. Hit him on the head with the poker. Came out. Met us in the street. There you are. Plain as a pikestaff.' 'Well, I don't know,' said the Viscount. 'Seems queer to me.
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Georgette Heyer |
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1bae1d3
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Charles' driving, skilful though it might be, kept his passengers in a constant state of breathlessness.
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Georgette Heyer |
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242d771
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If a man gives a party, he ought to know what kind of party it is,' argued the Viscount. 'If you don't know, how are we to know? It might be a damned soiree, in which case we wouldn't have come. Let's go home, Pom.
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Georgette Heyer |
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3db36c7
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It is now obvious to us all that he has every objection," said Randall. "You know, you had very much better withdraw, my dear aunt. I feel sure that Uncle Henry's double life is going to be exposed. My own conviction is that he has been keeping a mistress for years." [...] Mrs. Lupton flushed. "You forget yourself, Randall. I am not going to stand here and see my husband insulted by your ill-bred notions of what is funny." "Oh, I wasn't ins..
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Georgette Heyer |
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In this case," said Randall unpleasantly, "it affords me purer gratification to dwell upon the thought of my dear Aunt Gertrude duped and betrayed." "Your aunt doesn't suffer throught it!" "What a pity!" said Randall."
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Georgette Heyer |
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3efa88b
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With Philip's departure had come a void which only could be filled by Philip's return.
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georgette heyer |
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8b4ea82
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Lord Worth: 'I think you may be quite useful to me. The heiress has a brother.' Captain Audley: 'I am not the least interested in her brother,' objected the Captain.
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Georgette Heyer |
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6a1bec2
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I said, Quiet!" Tiffany was so much startled by this peremptory reminder that she gasped, and stood staring up at the Nonesuch as though she could not believe that he was speaking not to his cousin, but actually to her. She drew in her breath audibly, and clenched her hands. Miss Trent cast a look of entreaty at sir Waldo, but he ignored it. He strolled up to the infuriated beauty, and pushed up her chin. "Now, you may listen to me, my chil..
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Georgette Heyer |
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53f68ff
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Yes, but we do not know that he snores, my love,' Lady Ombersley pointed out. 'Indeed, we may be almost certain that he does not, for his manners are so very gentleman-like!' 'A man who would contract the mumps,' declared Cecilia, 'would do anything!
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Georgette Heyer |
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65c3b7f
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I'll see the color of your money, my lord." My lord folded the paper. He was still smiling. "It would disappoint you, my friend. It is just the same colour as everyone else's."
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Georgette Heyer |
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With the aid of the baluster-rail and Mr Goring's stalwart arm she arrived, panting but triumphant, on the first floor, and paused to take breath. Observing that Lybster was about to throw open the door into the drawing room she stopped him by the simple expedient of grasping his sleeve. Affronted, he gazed at her with much hauteur, and said in freezing accents: "Madam?" "Looby!" enunciated Mrs Floore, between gasps. "You wait! Trying to pu..
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regency
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