“Rain, in your glorious presence, Miss Temminnick? I hardly think it should dare.” — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“You’re a wonderful dancer, Ria.” “Mademoiselle Geraldine’s takes such things seriously.” “Ah. And how many ways do you know to kill me,… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
“Sophronia felt bound to object. "I, for one, should prefer not to shoot at someone I like." "Admirable scruples, Miss Temminnick. Get… — Gail Carriger Copy Share Image
