I've never thought of you like that,' said Christopher. 'How could I? If you were any other woman, I could tell you I loved you, easily enough, but not you-- because you've always seemed to me like a part of… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
I never thought of it like that. I always thought of you as a part of me, like my own eyes or my own hands. You don't go around thinking 'I love my eyes, I love my hands', do you?… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
A gentleman can hardly continue to sit,' he explained, in his serenest and most level voice, 'when he asks a very remarkable young lady… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
“There was a moment's silence;and then to her bewilderment, Christopher suddenly went into one of his wild gusts of laughter. "F-f-fifty shillings?" he gasped… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
“You don't know you're wrong." "And I don't know I'm right either. That's what the matter is. Neither of us knows . I'd only… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
I think the damned souls in hell must spend half their time wondering what it was that they really meant to do. — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
I've never thought of you like that,' said Christopher. 'How could I? If you were any other woman, I could tell you I loved… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
How did you ever happen to remember that I might be hungry? But of course you would. Will you mind very much if I… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
Put him in there and chain him up," he ordered curtly. "Yes, that chain, you fool - do you see any other chain in… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
I never thought of it like that. I always thought of you as a part of me, like my own eyes or my own… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
I — I mean," Kate stumbled on, "that with us there is a time past and time present, and time future, and with your… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
“Just answer me this, will you? You said you were going to dispose of me. How are you planning to do it?" Master John… — Elizabeth Marie Pope Copy Share Image
