I returned to my rooms, enraged and no further forward. Yesterday, I had believed that Denis murdered Horne, but after meeting him, I changed my conclusion.
I reflected as I walked that I had come to Berkshire to find peace, and so far, it had eluded me. But perhaps peace was not in a place but within one’s self. In that case, I might never find it. There...
I admired Grenville’s ability to brush aside bad encounters and continue serenely with his day, as though no one could possibly upset him. Perhaps he was practiced because he’d been raised to it, but...
A good book is like a good friend, do you know, Lacey? One you can turn to when the night is cold and you are lonely.
Percipience.
At the wide wooden table, sharpening my knives. A cook’s knives are her greatest asset, and if they go dull, they are no use at all and should be replaced. As decent knives are hideously expensive, I...
She ate with good manners, using the knife in the French way to push things onto her fork. She
Will. You convey your exact thoughts, which is a reason people trust you. You never say one thing and think another. Many would call that rudeness.
Most, even at my young age of nine and twenty, and the
Louisa had been right about one thing. Many gentlemen took mistresses after they were married. It seemed almost expected. Society marriages often occurred because two families wanted to increase their...
He shook his head. Not a bit of it. When I arrived, I was small and dark and ugly. The perfect quarry for every bully. And then, one day, I grew tired of it. I had discovered that sarcasm and wit coul...
The summer day had turned hot, and I was sweating by the time I reached Russel Street and turned again to Covent Garden.
Men are who they are. We try to make them into something they are not, and then are astonished when they turn out not to be what we wanted. We betray ourselves.
The room was rather anonymous, with fashionable upholstered Sheraton chairs in a salmon-colored stripe and studded wood, salmon-colored swags on the windows, and cream silk on the walls. Nothing perso...
No, I will drag you to the Thames and throw you in. Let the watermen fish you out. They will if you offer them enough coin. He swallowed. You are mad enough to do it. I am. If I discover that you have...
Did I envy a man who could afford to throw away an expensive piece of paper on a short note, or think him a fool? In any case, I carefully tore the clean end of the sheet from the written area and tuc...
