Gail Carriger Quotes

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As if being a former vampire drone in a werewolf household were not shocking enough, the maid then opened her mouth and proved that she was also, quite reprehensibly, French.

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What's wrong with you? Are you ill? I forbid you to be ill, wife.

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Lord Maccon looked up. Grovel, you say? Lyall did not glance away from the latest vampire report he was perusing. Grovel, my lord.

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I am entirely capable." "Of what, waddling up to someone and ruthlessly bumping into them?

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With a resigned shrug, she screamed and collapsed into a faint. She stayed resolutely fainted, despite the liberal application of smelling salts, which made her eyes water most tremendously, a cramp in the back of one knee, and the fact that her new ball gown was getting most awfully wrinkled.

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He was so very large and so very gruff that he rather terrified her, but he always behaved correctly in public, and there was a lot to be said for a man who sported such well-tailored jackets—even if he did change into a ferocious beast once a month.

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Lyall understood a broken heart, but it could not be allowed to rumple perfectly good shirtwaists.

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What if I arrange to be around Lord Akeldama during the full moon? The earl looked daggers. I am certain he would be extremely helpful in a fight. He could ruthlessly flatter all your attackers into abject submission.

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Even Alexia, spinster that she was, was given an allowance large enough to dress her to the height of fashion— although she did tend to stick to trends a little too precisely. The poor thing could not help it. Her choice of clothing simply lacked soul.

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Ivy Hisselpenny was the unfortunate victim of circumstances that dictated she be only-just-pretty, only-just-wealthy, and possessed of a terrible propensity for wearing extremely silly hats.

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She boasted the general battle-ax demeanor of an especially strict governess. This was the kind of woman who took her tea black, smoked cigars after midnight, played a mean game of cribbage, and kept a bevy of repulsive little dogs. Alexia liked her immediately.

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Oh, Lady Maccon, I am unreservedly in love with her. That black hair, that sweet disposition, those capital hats.

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I never gossip. I observe. And then relay my observations to practically everyone.

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No, Lord Maccon was riproaring, tumble down, without a doubt, pickled beyond the gherkin.

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It was a constant source of amazement to Alexia that the only thing she had ever done in her entire life that pleased her mama was marry a werewolf.

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Alexia gave in to his demanding touch, but only, of course, because he sounded so pathetic. It had nothing, whatsoever to do with her own quickening heartbeat.

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Oh, Professor Lyall, are you making a funny? It doesn't suit you. The sandy-haired Beta gave Lady Maccon a dour look. I am exploring new personality avenues. Well, stop it. Yes, my lady.

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What's that? she asked the girl, wrinkling her nose. Oh, that? That's just Pillover. And what's a pillover, when it's at home? My little brother. Ah, I commiserate. I have several of my own. Dashed inconvenient, brothers.

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Please, Lord Maccon, use one of the cups. My delicate sensibilities. The earl actually snorted. My dear Miss Tarabotti, if you possessed any such things, you certainly have never shown them to me.

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The bowl landed, in glorious perfection, atop the head of Mrs Barnaclegoose, who was not the kind of woman to appreciate the finer points of being crowned by trifle.

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Uh, my lord, I am not actually food. You do realize this, yes?

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Which was why, some six hours later, Alexia Maccon's daughter was born inside the head of an octomaton in the presence of her husband, a comatose werewolf dandy, and a French inventor.

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Lord Akeldama sighed. 'You lovebirds, how will I endure such flirtations constantly in my company? How déclassé, Lord Maccon, to love your own wife.'

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I kissed her," he explained, aggrieved. "Mmm, yes, I had the dubious pleasure of witnessing that, ah-hem, overly public occurrence." Lyall sharpened his pen nib, using a small copper blade that ejected from the end of his glassicals. "Well! Why hasn't she done anything about it?" the Alpha wanted to know. "You mean like whack you upside the noggin with that deadly parasol of hers? I would be cautious in that area if I were you.

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Madame Lefoux shrugged. "I do not know about that, my lady. I mean to say, one's life is one thing; one's technology is an entirely different matter.

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The duke contents himself mainly with attempting to rule the world and other suchlike nonsense. When one is guiding the patterns of the social universe, a single spinster preternatural is unlikely to cause one undue distress.

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Lord Akeldama did so love to know all the gossip about the mundane world, but it was in the manner of a cat amusing himself among the butterflies without a need to interfere should their wings get torn off. They were only butterflies, after all.

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