“Is Belhaven the other man?” he asked gently. The color drained from Elizabeth’s face, and it was answer enough. “Damnation!” expostulated the… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
“Mr. Darcy drew his chair a little towards her, and said, “You cannot have a right to such very strong local attachment.… — Jane Austen Copy Share Image
“That man,” she announced huffily, referring to their host, “can’t put two words together without losing his meaning!” Obviously she’d expected better… — Judith McNaught Copy Share Image
