“Barham you may be, but there is one thing you have been which is certain!' He paused to let this sink in. My lord did not seem to be greatly impressed. 'Oh, a number of things!' he assured his guest.… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share Image
“Upon her butler’s announcing the arrival of Mr Ravenscar, Lady Mablethorpe, who had been dozing over a novel from the Circulating Library, sat up… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“I may have said that I wanted to have an adventure," replied Miss Thane. "But I never said that I wanted to be murdered… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
Will you marry me, vile and abominable girl that you are? Yes, but, mind, it only to save my neck from being wrung! — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“Lady Winwood being denied, the morning caller inquired with some anxiety for Miss Winwood, or, in fact, for any of the young ladies.” — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
I have seen what comes of being patient," Amanda said with a boding look. "And I have no opinion of it." "What does come… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“Goodbye!" "Oh, not goodbye!" he protested. "I mean to know you better, Miss Lanyon of Undershaw!" "To be sure, it does seem a pity… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“he disclosed that he had been set upon by two Bedlamites, both of whom had jumped out from behind a bush, roaring at him… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
Randall laid his hand on Stella's, but only to remove it from his sleeve. "My precious, you really must have some regard for my… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
She stretched out her hand, saying, “Vernon! My dear, what a delightful surprise!” “What’s surprising about it?” he enquired, lifting his black brows. “Didn’t… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“Nothing more likely,"said Hannasyde. "I've got to try and rattle him." "It's him that'll do the rattling,"said the Sergeant darkly. "he's the nearest thing… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“Yes, darling, that is quite a nice frock, but the hankerchief is not only the wrong shade of grey, but quite damnably tied. Let… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“The Viscount stepped into the room. "Came to see if you was dead," he said. "Laid Pom odds you weren't." Lethbridge passed his hand… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
“If you imagine that I have the smallest desire to receive your hand as a reward for having performed a difficult task to your… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
[...]my memory is reasonably good—unlike yours, dear sir!” “Mine is erratic,” he said imperturbably. “I remember only what interests me. — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
Do you recall Fred Merriville?” She stared at him. “Fred Merriville? Pray, what has he to say to anything?” “The poor fellow has nothing… — Georgette Heyer Copy Share
