Judith McNaught Quote

Lucinda and Mr. Wiley were returning at last, and she ran to Lucinda, hastily stepping around the black horse, who laid his ears back evilly in warning. Lucy! she burst out while Lucinda waited calmly for Mr. Wiley to help her down. Lucy! Disaster has struck.A moment, if you please, Elizabeth, said the unflappable woman. Whatever it is, it will surely wait until we’re inside and can be comfortable. I declare, I feel as if I were atop this horse. You cannot imagine the time we had finding suitable servants…Elizabeth scarcely heard the rest of what she was saying. In a torment of frantic helplessness she had to wait while Lucinda dismounted, limped into the house, and sat down upon the sofa. Now then, said Lucinda, flicking a speck of dust off her skirts, what has happened?Oblivious to the vicar, who was standing by the fireplace looking mystified and alarmed on her behalf, Elizabeth handed Lucinda the note. Read this. It-it sounds as if he’s already him.As she read the brief missive Lucinda’s face turned an awful gray with two bright splotches of angry color standing out on her hollow cheeks. He’d accept an offer from the devil, Lucinda gritted wrathfully, so long as he had a noble title and money. This shouldn’t come as a surprise.I was so certain I’d persuaded Belhaven that we couldn’t possibly suit! Elizabeth almost wailed, twisting her blue skirt in her hands in her agitation. I did everything, Lucy, I told you about, and more. Agitation drove Elizabeth to her feet. If we make haste, we can be home by the allotted time, and perhaps I can find a way to dissuade Uncle Julius.Lucinda did not leap to her feet as Elizabeth did; she did not race for the stairs, dash into her room, and vent her helpless rage by slamming a door, as Elizabeth did. Her body rigid, Lucinda stood up very slowly and turned to the vicar. Where is he? she snapped.Ian? the vicar said distractedly, alarmed by her pallid color. He’s gone hunting.Deprived of her real prey, Lucinda unleashed her fury upon the hapless vicar instead. When she finished her tirade she hurled the crumpled note into the cold fireplace and said in a voice that shook with wrath, When that spawn of Lucifer returns, you tell him that if he ever crosses my path, he’d better be wearing a suit of armor! So saying, she marched upstairs.

Judith McNaught

Lucinda and Mr. Wiley were returning at last, and she ran to Lucinda, hastily stepping around the black horse, who laid his ears back evilly in warning. Lucy! she burst out while Lucinda waited calmly for Mr. Wiley to help her down. Lucy! Disaster has struck.A moment, if you please, Elizabeth, said the unflappable woman. Whatever it is, it will surely wait until we’re inside and can be comfortable. I declare, I feel as if I were atop this horse. You cannot imagine the time we had finding suitable servants…Elizabeth scarcely heard the rest of what she was saying. In a torment of frantic helplessness she had to wait while Lucinda dismounted, limped into the house, and sat down upon the sofa. Now then, said Lucinda, flicking a speck of dust off her skirts, what has happened?Oblivious to the vicar, who was standing by the fireplace looking mystified and alarmed on her behalf, Elizabeth handed Lucinda the note. Read this. It-it sounds as if he’s already him.As she read the brief missive Lucinda’s face turned an awful gray with two bright splotches of angry color standing out on her hollow cheeks. He’d accept an offer from the devil, Lucinda gritted wrathfully, so long as he had a noble title and money. This shouldn’t come as a surprise.I was so certain I’d persuaded Belhaven that we couldn’t possibly suit! Elizabeth almost wailed, twisting her blue skirt in her hands in her agitation. I did everything, Lucy, I told you about, and more. Agitation drove Elizabeth to her feet. If we make haste, we can be home by the allotted time, and perhaps I can find a way to dissuade Uncle Julius.Lucinda did not leap to her feet as Elizabeth did; she did not race for the stairs, dash into her room, and vent her helpless rage by slamming a door, as Elizabeth did. Her body rigid, Lucinda stood up very slowly and turned to the vicar. Where is he? she snapped.Ian? the vicar said distractedly, alarmed by her pallid color. He’s gone hunting.Deprived of her real prey, Lucinda unleashed her fury upon the hapless vicar instead. When she finished her tirade she hurled the crumpled note into the cold fireplace and said in a voice that shook with wrath, When that spawn of Lucifer returns, you tell him that if he ever crosses my path, he’d better be wearing a suit of armor! So saying, she marched upstairs.

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About Judith McNaught

Judith McNaught (born May 10, 1944) is a bestselling author of over a dozen historical and contemporary romance novels, with 30 million copies of her works in print. She was also the first female executive producer at a CBS radio station.