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I do not like your name, sir," she answered. "There was no thought of pleasing you when I was christened." he quoted lazily."
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Georgette Heyer |
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From being a female sunk below reproach Sophy became rapidly an unconventional girl whose unaffected manners were refreshing in an age of simpers and high flights.
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Georgette Heyer |
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But that's what he did, and if he has made up his mind to be idiotishly noble - Yes, it is going to be very difficult. I must think!
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Georgette Heyer |
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Alas, it is too true. I visited him this morning and found him en deshabille, clasping his brown. He seized on me and demanded a rhyme to some word which I have forgot. So I left him." "Can no one convince Philippe that he is not a poet?" asked De Bergeret plaintively. De Vangrisse shook his head."
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Georgette Heyer |
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But it was only in epic tragedies that gloom was unrelieved. In real life tragedy and comedy were so intermingled that when one was most wretched ridiculous things happened to make one laugh in spite of oneself
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Georgette Heyer |
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ff61316
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After all, life was not made up of moments of exaltation, but of quite ordinary, everyday things
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Georgette Heyer |
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It must have been-hell!" Merivale said. "Just so," bowed his Grace. "It was the very worst kind of hell, as I know." "The wonder is that she has come through it unscathed." The hazel eyes lifted. "Not quite unscathed, my dear Anthony. Those years have left their mark." "It were inevitable, I suppose. But I confess I have not seen the mark." "Possibly not. You see the roguery, and the dauntless spirit." "And you?" Merivale watched him curiou..
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They dined early, and as soon as the meal was over Margaret went up to change into the frock she had worn on the previous evening. With a praiseworthy attention to detail she made her hair look tousled, and wiped all the powder off her face. As Charles remarked, in a newly engaged girl this deed almost amounted to heroism.
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Georgette Heyer |
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I am selfish, father? Because I will not become the thing I despise?" "And narrow, Philips, to despise what you do not know." "I am to be a painted popinjay! I tell you, sir, Cleone may take me as I am!" "Or leave you as you are," said Sir Maurice gently."
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Georgette Heyer |
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Perhaps Charis did not realize that when one had passed through a time of terrible anxiety relief did not immediately restore the tone of one's mind. To be sure, she herself had not expected that after the first raptures she would find herself subject to fits of dejection, and much inclined to be crotchety; but still Charis should have known better than to have enacted a tragical scene within an hour of her arrival.
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Georgette Heyer |
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He bowed, still holding her hand, and then, without a word, released it, and marched out, very dignified. It was another fine tragic effect, but Cleone, when the door closed behind him, broke into an hysterical laugh. She was rather amazed, and a little apprehensive.
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Georgette Heyer |
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He has probably gnawed his nails down to the quick, or murdered poor Mr. Orde.
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Georgette Heyer |
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f260397
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Has it occurred to you, Kate, that she is placing you under an obligation?" "Oh, yes, indeed it has, and it is crushing me!" she said earnestly. "If only there were some way of requiting her - not arranging flowers, or entertaining Sir Timothy, or bearing Torquil company, but a big thing! Something that was vital to her, or - or even something that entailed a sacrifice! But there isn't anything that I can discover." There was a pause, durin..
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Georgette Heyer |
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He paused and then said, as though the words were wrung out of him: '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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You need have no fear. But were I to meet you, sir, you would lie dead at my feet within the space of five minutes. Possibly less. I do not know." He appeared to give the matter his consideration."
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Georgette Heyer |
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Oh, Auntie, please take Jenny to the Dering ball next week!" she said impulsively. "You will come, won't you, sweet?" Jennifer blushed and stammered. "To be sure," nodded her ladyship. "Of course she will come! James, sit down! You should know by now the sight of anyone on their feet fatigues me, silly boy! Dear me, child, how like you are to your brother! Are you looking at my wig? Monstrous, isn't it?"
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Georgette Heyer |
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You asked me for a rhyme," De Vangrisse reminded him. "So I did! A rhyme for tout and fou, and you gave me chou!" "Whereupon you threw your wig at me, and I fled."
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Georgette Heyer |
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577751d
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Simplicity was abhorrent to his lordship; he revelled in a net-work of intrigue; he loved to accomplish the impossible.
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Georgette Heyer |
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He was silent. Well! Now she knew how right she had been. He was not in the least in love with her, and very happy she was to know it, All she wanted was a suitable retreat, such as a lumber-room, or a coal-cellar, in which to enjoy her happiness to the full.
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humour
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It might have been supposed that Freddy, whose intellect was not of the first order, would have found it impossible to grasp the gist of an extremely tangled and discursive story, but once more the possession of three volatile and excitable sisters stood him in good stead.
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Georgette Heyer |
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If someone would have the goodness to inform me whether I am assisting at a tragedy or a farce I should be grateful,
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Georgette Heyer |
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She was up again at that. "In love? You? Nonsense! Nonsense! Nonsense! You do not know what the word means. You are like a--like a fish, with no more love in you than a fish, and no more heart than a fish, and--" "Spare me the rest, I beg. I am very clammy, I make no doubt, but you will at least accord me more brain than a fish?"
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repartee
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Georgette Heyer |
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The landlord was trying to explain that there were a great many English people in his house, all fighting duels or having hysterics.
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Georgette Heyer |
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Eugenia never wears modish gowns. She says there are more important things to think of than one's dresses.' 'What a stupid thing to say!' remarked Sophy. 'Naturally there are, but not, I hold, when one is dressing for dinner.
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If Deb had only told me what was amiss I would have acted for her, and I hope I know how to protect my own sister! But to have you kidnapped is beyond anything! You are angry, and I cannot wonder at it, but -' 'Go to the devil!' said Ravenscar. 'But - but shan't I untie you?' asked Kit, utterly bewildered. 'You cannot mean to remain here all night!' 'What I mean to do is no concern of yours! How did you come by that key?' 'I took it from..
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I'm dashed if I can see why you should be in such a quake!' 'It ain't that,' growled Endymion. 'I mean, I'm not afraid of Cousin Vernon! It's - it's his sisters, and my mother, and Frederica! I daresay you don't know.' This inarticulate appeal for understanding touched chord of sympathy. Harry had had no personal experience of the trials which Endymion so obviously feared, but he had the instinctive male dread of feminine storms. He said, i..
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After all, when one approaches Middle Age..." "Middle Age? Has anyone ever boxed your ears Miss Thane?" "No, never," said Miss Thane, looking blandly up at him. "You have been undeservedly fortunate," said Sir Tristram grimly."
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Georgette Heyer |
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Now, do listen, Deb! Seven hundred pounds for the bays and a new barouche! Well I can't think where the money is to come from. It seems a monstrous price.' 'We might let the bays go, and hire a pair of job horses,' suggested Miss Grantham dubiously. 'I can't and I won't live in Squalor!' declared her aunt tearfully.
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Georgette Heyer |
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I do think,' said Kitty fervently, 'that Freddy is the most truly chivalrous person imaginable!' Freddy's sister, regarding her with awe, opened her mouth, shut it again, swallowed, and managed to say, though in a faint voice: 'Do you, indeed?' 'Yes, and a great deal more to the purpose than all the people one was taught to revere, like Sir Lancelot, and Sir Galahad, and Young Lochinvar, and--and that kind of man! I daresay Freddy might not..
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Georgette Heyer |
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Have you limitations, my lord?" asked Sir Anthony. My lord looked at him seriously. "I do not know," he said, with a revealing simplicity. "I have never yet discovered them."
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Georgette Heyer |
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I believe I have several times requested you not to call Rupert 'imbecile', infant." "But Monseigheur, he is an imbecile!" she protested. "You know he is!" "Undoubtedly, ma fille, but I do not tell the whole world so." "Then I do not know what I am to call him," said Leonie."
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Georgette Heyer |
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No one could have called Mr Standen quick-witted, but the possession of three sisters had considerably sharpened his instinct of self-preservation.
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Georgette Heyer |
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Glamour might still have clung to a rakehell who abducted noble damsels, but no glamour remained about a man who had been pushed into a pond in full ball-dress.
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Georgette Heyer |
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My God, Justin, do you hate him so?" "Bah!" said his Grace..."does one hate an adder? Because it is venomous and loathsome one crushes it underfoot, as I shall crush this Comte."
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hatred
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Georgette Heyer |
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It was like a bad dream, in which people one knew quite well behaved fantastically, and one was powerless to escape from some dreadful doom.
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Georgette Heyer |
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You know how comfortably you go on as a bachelor, and how very much you would dislike to be tied to a wife's apron-strings." He laughed a little ruefully, but denied it. "I shouldn't dislike being tied to your apron-strings."
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romance
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Well, I can understand that that must be very comfortable, for if you don't care for anybody or anything you can't be cast into dejection, or become sick with apprehension, or even get into high fidgets. On the other hand, I shouldn't think you could ever be aux anges either. It wouldn't do for me: it would be too flat!" She turned her head to survey him again, and suddenly smiled. "I daresay that is why you are so bored!" "I am frequently..
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Georgette Heyer |
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Ten or twelve couples? No, no, Dassett would not be talking of red carpets and awnings for such a paltry affair as that!' said his lordship. These ominous words struck a chill into his wife's soul.
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Georgette Heyer |
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do hope he didn't bite anyone? He isn't savage, but if he thought anyone was trying to steal him -' 'Ah, so that was it!' said his lordship. 'He was labouring under a delusion, but I daresay that was Walter's fault, for not making the matter plain to him. My dear boy, don't look so concerned! Walter likes being bitten by large dogs, and so does Wicken - don't you, Wicken?' 'The Animal, my lord,' replied Wicken, with dignity, 'did not go so ..
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Georgette Heyer |
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I just told them that dear Uncle Silas has gone away on a long journey," she said. "They're such mites, you know, and I've never let them hear about Death, or have ugly toys or stories about ogres and things. I mean, I do frightfully believe in keeping their little minds free from everything but happy, beautiful things, don't you?"
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Georgette Heyer |
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Sir William was also startled, but when Vicky smiled at him, rather in the manner of an engaging street-urchin, his countenance relaxed slightly, and he asked her what she was doing with herself now that she had come home to live. "Well it all depends," she replied seriously. Sir William had no daughters, but only his memories of his sisters to guide him, so he said that he had no doubt she was a great help to her mother, arranging flowers,..
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Georgette Heyer |
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I shall write an ode!" threatened Philip direfully. "Ah no, that is too much!" cried De Vangrisse with feeling." --
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Georgette Heyer |
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To listen to a poet arguing with himself - for she could scarcely have been said to have borne any part in the discussion - on the merits of blank verse as a dramatic medium was naturally a privilege of which any young lady must be proud, but there could be no denying that to talk for half an hour to a man who listened with interest to anything she said was, if not precisely a relief, certainly a welcome variation in her life.
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Georgette Heyer |
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Positively you overwhelm me!' my lord said. 'You oppress me with kindness, sir
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Georgette Heyer |