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Will you marry me, vile and abominable girl that you are? Yes, but, mind, it only to save my neck from being wrung!

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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Depend upon it, you are just the sort of girl a man would be glad to have for his sister! You don't even know how to swoon, and I daresay if you tried you would make wretched work of it, for all you have is common sense, and of what use is that, pray?
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There is nothing so mortifying as to fall in love with someone who does not share one's sentiments.
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Talking to you is like -- like talking to an eel! No, is it? I've never tried to talk to an eel. Isn't it as waste of time? Not such a waste of time as talking to you!
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God knows I'm no saint, but I don't think I'm more of a sinner than any other man.
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My dearest goose, why didn't you trust me, when I assured you that you might?' he countered. 'I have cherished throughout the believe that you would confide in me, and you see I was quite right.
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I have seen what comes of being patient, Amanda said with a boding look. And I have no opinion of it. What does come of it? Inquired Sir Gareth. Nothing!
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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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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?
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Léonie, you will do well to consider. You are not the first woman in my life. She smiled through her tears. Monseigneur, I would so much rather be the last woman than the first,” she said.
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I comfort myself with the reflection that your wife will possibly be able to curb your desire--I admit, a natural one for the most part--to exterminate your fellows.
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Do you know, I think that of all your idiosyncrasies that choke you give, when you are determined not to laugh, is the one that most enchants me.
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My house seems remarkably full of people, he observed. Is it possible we were expected.
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Miss Grantham gave a shriek. 'You have trifled with me!' she said, into the folds of her handkerchief. 'You promised me marriage, and now you mean to cast me off for Another!
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You know what I think? Fate! That's what it is fate! There's a thing that comes after a fellow:got a name,but I forgot what it is. Creeps up behind him, and puts him in the basket when he ain't expecting it.
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