Georgette Heyer

Don't you dare call me arrogant!If ever I had any at all-which I deny!- how much could I possibly have left after having been ridden over rough-shod by you and Thomas, do you imagine?

As soon as one promises not to do something, it becomes the one thing above all others that one most wishes to do.

Well, sir, do you mean to remain there, commending my father__ taste in wine, or do you mean to accompany me to Ashtead?___et off for Ashtead at this hour, when I have been traveling for two days?_ said Sir Horace. __ow, do, my boy, have a little common sense! Why should I?___ imagine that your parental feeling, sir, must provide you with the answer! If it does not, so be it! I am leaving immediately!___hat do you mean to do when you reach Lacy Manor?_ asked Sir Horace, regarding him in some amusement.__ring Sophy__ neck!_ said Mr. Rivenhall savagely.__ell, you don__ need my help for that, my dear boy!_ said Sir Horace, settling himself more comfortably in his chair.

You don__ understand!_ she exclaimed bitterly.__hat,_ said his lordship, with a touch of acidity, __s a foolish accusation which lacks even the saving grace of originality! Every generation, my child, has said, or thought, that the preceding one was devoid of understanding or experience.

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 life into his keeping.

Do you know, I think that of all your idiosyncrasies that choke you give, when you are determined not to laugh, is the one that most enchants me.

The charm of your society, my Sparrow, lies in not knowing what you will say next _ though one rapidly learns to expect the worst!

You have a genius for bringing trouble upon yourself

Frederica tells the park-keepers that Lufra is a purebred "Barcelona collie". Alverstoke catches on and says "No, Frederica! I TOLD you--it is a HOUND, from Baluchistan!" She: "Oh, you might have mentioned it was from ASIA! Very remote; the dog had to be smuggled out because the natives were hostile.

Eccentricity may be diverting, Mama, but it is out of place in a wife: certainly in my wife!

Do you recall Fred Merriville?__he stared at him. __red Merriville? Pray, what has he to say to anything?___he poor fellow has nothing to say: he__ dead, alas!

O God, I love you to the edge of madness, Venetia, but I'm not mad yet--not so mad that I don't know how disastrous it might be to you--to us both! You don't realize what an advantage I should be taking of your innocence!

You will allow that one's curiosity must be aroused when one learns that a lady is prepared to elope to escape from advances one had not the least intention of making!

You would more probably have gone to the guillotine,' replied Sir Tristram, depressingly matter of

It was growing late, and though one might stand on the brink of a deep chasm of disaster, one was still obliged to dress for dinner.

Entertaining females with accounts of jug-bitten maunderings is one of my favourite pastimes.

I wish you did return my regard," he said. "More than I have ever wished anything in my life! Perhaps you may yet learn to do so: I should warn you that I don't easily despair!

Them Frenchies!_ __nchristian, that__ what I call __m,_ responded Mr. Stubbs severely. __ fair compassionate that wench.