His eyes were jet-colored circles of perpetual disapproval.
Gail CarrigerCaptain Niall, having apparently resigned himself to losing his quarry, was savaging her horsehair petticoat into teeny, tiny shreds.
"Really, what did my poor petticoat do to offend?
Stichwörter: petticoat
She had to give her teachers credit: they were right to insist all pupils carry scissors, handkerchiefs, perfume and hair ribbons at all times. At some point she'd learn why they also required a red lace doily and a lemon.
Gail CarrigerNo one ever explained the octopuses.
Gail CarrigerIt's no good choosing your first husband from a school for evil geniuses. Much too difficult to kill.
Gail CarrigerStichwörter: humor marriage courtship
Felicity was horrible and snide, but then Felicity had been a repulsive earwig ever since she first grew a vocabulary.
Gail CarrigerStichwörter: humorous
The boy gestured with his chin at Dimity. “She was shot.” He sounded remarkably unconcerned for a brother with any degree of affection for his sibling.“Good lord!” Sophronia climbed in to see to her new friend’s health. The bullet had grazed Dimity’s shoulder. It had ripped her dress and left a partly burned gash behind, but didn’t look all that bad. Sophronia checked to make certain Dimity had no other injuries. Then she sat back on her heels.“Is that all? I’ve had worse scrapes from drinking tea. Why has she come over all crumpled?”Pillover rolled his eyes. “Faints at the sight of blood, our Dimity. Always has. Weak nerves,father says. It doesn’t even have to be her blood.
Gail CarrigerI do not giggle without purpose. Lady Linette says you should never misapply a giggle.
Gail CarrigerThe 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.
Gail CarrigerSophronia was minding her own business and running late to luncheon, as was her custom. She'd let to learn the advantage of punctuality. As she told Sister Mattie the third time she was late to household potions and poisons, nothing interesting happened until after an event commenced.
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