I have learned,’ said Lymond, ‘that kindness without love is no kindness.
I don’t mind being labelled devilish but I do mind being regarded as unlucky. The only way to answer that is by a string of successes.
I am like the Swiss. I prefer not to fight on a Wednesday.
He will not, I think, find it logical to live with what he has done today. I have told him that you are his responsibility. While he believes that, he will continue to protect you. I tell you this, so...
Have you not realized yet that he regards you as a man of that stamp? You are his holy war, Francis.’‘And yours?’ he said.He could see, in the swimming heat of the fire, that she was smiling. ‘Just wa...
Happiness, that most childish of states, is infectious. Furthermore, in its innocence, it will not be hidden, even when tempered with sorrow
And across the water, you would swear you could sniff it all; the cinnamon and the cloves, the frankincense and the honey and the licorice, the nutmeg and citrons, the myrrh and the rosewater from Per...
All your life you have resented control and brooked no hint of instruction or guidance. This time, your will is not paramount.
A moment later the music began, and Kate shrank beneath the onslaught of its message: the fury of hope and joy that towered in the notes, outburning the sunlight and outpouring the volumes of the sea....
… Jerott?’ Two steps away, Jerott stood perfectly still. ‘I hear you.’ ‘You sound like a schoolmaster,’ said Lymond’s voice at his ear, with a trace of its usual lightness. ‘It doesn’t matter. Go on.’...
You invited them without Lymond knowing?’ said Danny Hislop. He wriggled into the circle. ‘Can I be there when he hears about it?
You haven’t enough artillery, have you?’‘Against you or the Germans?’ said Lymond.
You bloody little dictator,’ he said. ‘You’re exactly like Kate.
Whatever is wrong, I am sure with his sense of the picturesque, Francis will succeed in manifesting a
Unlike Francis Crawford, whose game with life was a strange and rootless affair played with the intellect, Jerott had a passionate instinct to live. It was a happy circumstance also that his nervous a...
The nursing brethren spoke in whispers to Jerott. Such stillness was what the overstrained body required. Pray God it would last.Downstairs, Jerott unleashed his anxious irritation on Marthe. ‘They kn...
She got in, as she had persuaded Jerott Blyth to bring her half across France, by force of logic, a kind of flat-chested innocence and the doggedness of a flower-pecker attacking a strangling fig.
He had survived that. He would survive this.
There is a new game about to begin. Will you leave it to others?’‘As you will leave it to your son,’ said Francis Crawford. ‘It is all I find I can do.
The drink was almost certainly safe. He would probably get pleurisy, quinsy and pox from the cup.