Lisa M. Lane > Quotes

“Have you qualifications, sir?” Warner’s wavy hair was half brown, half gray, and stood out from his head despite obvious efforts with bear grease. His beard quivered in restrained rage.

“Yes, sir. Medical degree from University of London, and I’m a surgeon at St. Bartholomew’s.”

“Hummph. Why the carbolic and the hand washing? Are you one of those young pups touting germ theory?”

“I tout nothing. Cleaner is better, that’s all, whether it’s miasma, dust, or germs. He’ll have a better chance of survival.”
― Lisa M. Lane, Murder on the Pneumatic Railway

“The man who entered looked even younger than Inspector Slaughter had expected. His paperwork said he was twenty-seven years old, but he looked more like twenty. And his height bordered on the ridiculous. But it wouldn’t do to comment. Slaughter rose and moved from behind the desk to shake hands.”
― Lisa M. Lane, Murder at Old St. Thomas's

“He held out his hand. “Dante Gabriel Rossetti,” he said. “You will have heard of me.”
Jo shook his hand and frowned. “No, but you obviously think I should have.”
At his crestfallen expression, she smiled. Everyone had heard of Rossetti.”
― Lisa M. Lane, Murder at an Exhibition