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Has no one ever told you that it is the height of impropriety to kiss any gentleman, unless you have the intention of accompanying him immediately to the altar?
Georgette Heyer
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Georgette Heyer
Age: 71 †
Born: 1902
Born: August 16
Died: 1974
Died: July 4
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Georgette Heyer Rougier
Stella Martin
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[He was aware] of the value of the word of praise dropped at exactly the right moment and he would have thought himself extremely stupid to withhold what cost him so little and was productive of such desirable results.
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Remind me one day to teach you how to achieve a sneer, Hugh. Yours is too pronounced, and thus but a grimace. It should be but a faint curl of the lips.
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