“It looked like his ponytail had revolted against him," said Bramble.” — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“One last dance, my lady, before I am never to see you again?” — Heather Dixon Dance Copy Share Image
“A teakettle screamed inside Azalea, burning her fingers, making her throat tight and her head dizzy.” — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“We still have your watch. You can have it back tonight. All you need to do is sneak up after dinner, set… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“What are you doing here?” said Azalea, grasping in the basket behind her for the butter knife. Her hand found a teaspoon.… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“I can be agreeable," said Fairweller. "If the other party is." "Oh,well," said Bramble. "There goes that, then.” — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“It's just a guess," said Bramble after a moment, "but I don't think he's in the mood to see us.” — Heather Dixon Time Copy Share Image
“It would impress him!" "Do you think so?" Lord Howley brightened. "Oh,yes,he loves it when people tell him how to run the… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“They had lost two weeks of dance lessons over that Great Rosebush and Snowball Scandal.” — Heather Dixon Scandal Copy Share Image
“Hush," he murmured. "There now. Hush." He traced his finger along her jaw. "That is a sweet thought," he whispered. "Except, my… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“What did Fairweller say? When you delivered the note?" "Oh," said Clover, calming a little. "Well...nothing, actually. I sort of...accidentally...tore it to… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“How daintily the butterfly Flits to the spider's lace Entranced by glimm'ring silver strings Entwined with glist'ning grace. How craftily the spider… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“You look pretty, as always," he said. Azalea grinned, deciding not to remind him that the last times he had seen her,… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“Honestly, we don't kick or bite or throw potatoes at all our guests." A crooked smile touched Lord Bradford's lips. "Your family… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“What a rotten shilling punter!" said Bramble, tearing her bread to bits. "I can't believe he stole our things! Especially the watch!… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“The King smoothed the blanket on Thackeray's back. He opened his mouth, and shut it. Then he opened it again, and after… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“The teeth must have escaped while you murdered the rest of it," said Bramble, cough-laughing into her napkin. "Ha ha ha! You… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“He's around the twist,' said Azalea. 'Breaking all the windows? He's mad.' 'Ah, no,' said the King. 'It's only madness if you… — Heather Dixon Humor Copy Share Image
“What happened?" said Clover, wetting a cloth in the basin, and dabbing Azalea's face. "She had a sort of fit," said the… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“Well, Lockwood was an absolute sort of person, wasn't he? He wouldn't fall in love like tripping over a brick. He was… — Heather Dixon Fall in love Copy Share Image
“It is only glass, you know. Nothing fine or grand.Your Mother knew it, when she accepted it with my hand.And she knew… — Heather Dixon Mother Copy Share Image
“Inside her chest, a warm, billowing, something swept through her, to the tips of her fingers, the bottoms of her feet, shining… — Heather Dixon Love Copy Share Image
“A muffled voice startled them both. "When are you going to kiss her?" They pulled away. In the ballroom windows, noses and… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“What did your mother do?" he said. "Sir?" "When it was time for bed," said the King. "Tell me." The girls exchanged… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“So suppose Azalea finds the sugar teeth after all," said Bramble, taking Azalea by the shoulders and spinning her. Azalea rolled her… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“Try it alone now," he said. "I taught you when you were six. You were a fine little rider then. Do you… — Heather Dixon Memory Copy Share Image
“I suppose he'll try to court and marry Az. He likes her best." "He arrives at the palace doors, on a fine… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“From a memory deep inside her, so faint it only held sounds and slips of color, a tiny, three-year-old Azalea wailed, "… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“Don't step on the rug. It's a bit ... peckish." ... In a billow of skirts, Bramble leaped. It was a grand… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“The King emerged from the library, paperwork in hand, eyebrows furrowed. "Well, what is it, what is it?" he said crossly. "Can… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“Five minutes later, the girls stood at the open kitchen door, blinking in the brilliant overcast light. The smell of lilacs, roses,… — Heather Dixon Flowers Copy Share Image
“The simultaneous scream sounded from teh twins. Borth clasped their hands over their mouths, their eyes wide with horror. Azalea followed their… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“When I saw you at the graveyard, looking so white, I knew something was wrong. I knew it." Azalea stared at him,… — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
“He was shockingly easy to follow. The pressure of his hand, the step of his foot, the angle of his frame... it… — Heather Dixon Dance Copy Share Image
“Lord Teddie?" she said. "Will you stay for tea?" " Rather! " said the carpet.” — Heather Dixon Humour Copy Share Image
“Tell Tutor I won't be to lessons," she said. "Invent some sort of disease.” — Heather Dixon Education Copy Share Image
“If your sisters come to your wedding, my lady, it will only be to murder me." Azalea slowly stood. "Well at least… — Heather Dixon Marriage Copy Share Image
“And," said the Keeper, his eyes cold. "You are never to refuse me another dance again.” — Heather Dixon Dance Copy Share Image
“I sort of…accidentally…tore it to pieces. And threw it in the fire. Well, he was mine after all.” — Heather Dixon Copy Share Image
