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Lyall understood a broken heart, but it could not be allowed to rumple perfectly good shirtwaists.
Gail Carriger
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Gail Carriger
Age: 48
Born: 1976
Born: May 4
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My father, she admitted, was of Italian extraction. Unfortunately, not an affliction that can be cured. She paused. Though he did die.
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Tunstell, this is your Alpha speaking. Do as I tell you. You must regurgitate now. Regurgitation is an involuntary action. You cannot simply order me to do it,” replied Tunstell in a small voice. “I most certainly can. Besides which, you are an actor.” Tunstell grimaced. “I’ve never had cause to vomit onstage.
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The Gamma paused. “You have a crazed werewolf in your wine cellar?” “You can think of a better place to stash him?” “What about the wine?
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The ill-informed masses included her own family among their ranks, a family that specialized in being both inconvenient and asinine.
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It's no good choosing your first husband from a school for evil geniuses. Much too difficult to kill.
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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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One should do what one is best at on as large a scale as possible.
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And I find perfect beauty excessively boring, don't you?
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She reached inside the wide ruffle and pulled out a little vial. “Poison?” asked Lady Maccon, tilting her head to one side. “Certainly not. Something far more important: perfume. We cannot very well have you fighting crime unscented, now, can we?” “Oh.” Alexia nodded gravely. After all, Madame Lefoux was French. “Certainly not.
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Really, Channing,” remonstrated Alexia, “did you have to eat the man’s dog? I am convinced you will experience terrible indigestion.
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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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I never gossip. I observe. And then relay my observations to practically everyone.
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Oh, dear me, no. Then I should be known as that vampire with all the cats.
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