Madame Lefoux accepted a cup of tea and sat on another little settee, next to the relocated calico cat. The cat clearly… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“You wrong me, Madame Lefoux. I never gossip. I observe. And then relay my observations to practically everyone.” The” — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
Madame Lefoux acted as midwife. In her scientific way, she was unexpectedly adept at the job. When the infant finally appeared, she… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
Madame Lefoux shrugged. "I do not know about that, my lady. I mean to say, one's life is one thing; one's technology… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
She reached inside the wide ruffle and pulled out a little vial. “Poison?” asked Lady Maccon, tilting her head to one side.… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
