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The Earl of Woolsey was indeed completely nude. He did not seem particularly perturbed by this fact, but Miss Tarabotti felt the sudden need to close her eyes tight and think about asparagus or something equally mundane.

Great, Alexia thought, I have gone from soul sucker to electrical ground. The epithets just get sweeter and sweeter.

He has been mad for you these many months, ever since you prodded him in the nether regions with a hedgehog.

Trust is a lot to ask of someone.

We like the shadows. That's where all the power is.

I hate missing everything. That's why I want to marry well and be a grand lady. Then I can host all the parties, all the time, and see everything that is going on always. How can you stand not knowing?

Consider the necessary, analyze the consequences, clean up the mess.

He might have lost his mind, but never his fashion sense.

Tonight I crash an airship. On purpose.

After every unladylike action, there must be an equal and opposite reaction. Consider the necessary, analyze the consequences, clean up the mess.

It didn't feel sporting to shoot at a crazy person, even if that person was a vampire who'd agreed to the job.

It is a valuable thing for an intelligencer to be forgotten.

We're a team like tea and milk, or cake and custard, or pork and apple.

For you, it's gossip. For me, it's action.