“ Wretch! I shan’t allow you to take a rise out of me! I want to talk to you about Jane!Who the devil is—Oh, yes, I know! One of your girls!My eldest daughter, and, let me remind you, your niece, Alvers… Georgette Heyer
“ The moment my niece came into the world, I realized that logic can't make sense of someone who's so brand new to you. Crystal Woods
