Anna Jacobs > Quotes

“Leopards don't change their spots”
― Anna Jacobs, Beyond The Sunset

“gentry could love one another just as ordinary people”
― Anna Jacobs, Threepenny Dreams

“you how to make”
― Anna Jacobs, Heir to Greyladies

“responsibly?”
― Anna Jacobs, Moving On

“of going back to her humdrum life, was far more frightening than the thought of marrying him.”
― Anna Jacobs, Marrying a Stranger

“with several steep gables, and it took her several minutes to look at every”
― Anna Jacobs, Legacy of Greyladies

“want”
― Anna Jacobs, A Time to Rejoice

“Her hostess shuddered. ‘Ugh. A young woman has a duty to make the best of herself.’ As they went into the building, she said, ‘You’ll have to wear a uniform if you’re accepted. It’s rather dull, all the young women dressing alike. Still, the white pinafores and caps brighten the blue dresses up, and look quite smart and professional, considering.’ Phoebe wondered what white pinafores would look like when they were worn to help nurse men with bad wounds. They didn’t sound very practical. The secretary stood up to greet them. ‘Good morning, Lady Potherington. How nice to see you again! Miss Rufford is expecting you. I’ll show you in.’ ‘I do wish you’d at least call me Lady P,’ Beaty grumbled. ‘You know how I hate that name.’ ‘It wouldn’t be right. This way.’ Phoebe hid a smile. Rosemary Rufford was almost as beautiful as Beaty, and just as elegantly dressed. But she spoke far more crisply and her gaze was shrewd. After introducing them, Beaty left Phoebe to speak for herself. After only ten minutes of searching questions, Miss Rufford leant back and smiled at her. ‘You’re clearly a very suitable candidate, and we’ll be”
― Anna Jacobs, Mistress of Greyladies

“wouldn’t go to war”
― Anna Jacobs, Legacy of Greyladies

“Today the VAD ‘girls’ were”
― Anna Jacobs, Mistress of Greyladies

“that good looking – Astaire, his name was – but he was a brilliant”
― Anna Jacobs, A Widow's Courage

“now”
― Anna Jacobs, Family Connections

“noticing the occasional person who called”
― Anna Jacobs, An Independent Woman

“skin”
― Anna Jacobs, Lancashire Legacy

“Street”
― Anna Jacobs, Peppercorn Street

“We’ll work through it, you’ll”
― Anna Jacobs, One Special Village

“wall.’ ‘Nice to meet you. I’m Mrs Tesworth.’ ‘Bless you, we all know your name by now. Mrs Saunders made sure of that after she met you and your husband.’ He chuckled. ‘Can’t keep anything private in this village.’ ‘Oh. Right.’ She hoped he was wrong about that. ‘I locked that gate in your back wall when Miss Thorburn died and took away the key. Can’t be too careful these days, can you? My wife’s been wondering if you’d like the key back or whether you’d rather leave the gate locked.”
― Anna Jacobs, A Stranger in Honeyfield

“continue, stared down at her feet. Her companion’s”
― Anna Jacobs, Family Connections

“stand the sods up against a wall”
― Anna Jacobs, Legacy of Greyladies

“was a lot of other money, too, so many notes she couldn’t take it in for a moment. Then she began to laugh, a harsh scraping sound that hurt her throat. It must have been here all the time. Enough money for her to escape, and she’d waited while she scrimped ha’pennies together! The laugh turned into a sob and she nearly allowed herself the luxury of a good weep, but forced herself to stop. No time for that. No time for anything but running away. Lizzie grabbed a fistful of money and stuffed it in her apron pocket. She had begun to stand up when she realised that Sam would see instantly that she had found his cache, so she bent down again and awkwardly, with her good hand, put the piece of board back again. It seemed to take a long time to get it into place. Then she staggered out to the hall and fumbled for her coat, moaning in impatience at her own ineptitude. Even as she was trying to put it on and hold it round her bad arm, footsteps sounded outside in the street.”
― Anna Jacobs, Our Lizzie

“Dalton. We don’t know where the others are. They were just behind us. I think we’d better wait for them.’ ‘I saw a cart pull out in front of them,’ Sophie said. ‘It’ll have slowed them down.’ Mr Lloyd looked round, frowning. ‘No one’s come to the door to check what we’re”
― Anna Jacobs, Heir to Greyladies

“Mary Barton,”
― Anna Jacobs, Ridge Hill

“I’ll tell you frankly, Spencer Cotterell and his mother can be difficult. There’s no hiding the fact that his spiteful nature is well known and he’s become even more bitter since he failed the army medical. As for his mother, she’s a cunning woman who likes to get her own way.’ ‘I’ve been unhappy myself since Philip died,’ she said quietly, ‘but I don’t take it out on other people or try to cheat them. I shall do nothing to provoke his family but I don’t need to think about selling the cottage and car to them. I shan’t change my mind.’ She wasn’t telling him anything about her possible complication, not if she didn’t have to. But if what she was beginning to suspect was true, she would definitely need somewhere to live. ‘Is that all?’ ‘An old lady who was living at a village called Honeyfield died a couple of months ago. This Miss Thorburn was a close friend of Miss Gordon – the lady who left Philip the house in Malmesbury – and left everything she owned to her. I didn’t trouble Philip at the time, because he was involved at Verdun and had enough on his mind, and Miss Gordon seemed in excellent health. But her unexpected death meant that Philip inherited everything that Miss Gordon owned, which now,”
― Anna Jacobs, A Stranger in Honeyfield

“disowned her when she”
― Anna Jacobs, Heir to Greyladies

“disagreements were getting worse. He had been an annoying child, but he was an utterly infuriating adult. Half an hour later, she and the neighbour carried”
― Anna Jacobs, Legacy of Greyladies

“me,’ the boy said. ‘They are new scratches,’ a voice with a heavy German accent said from the other side of the entrance”
― Anna Jacobs, Legacy of Greyladies

“dreamed of”
― Anna Jacobs, Like No Other

“to her”
― Anna Jacobs, Change of Season

“There was a light in”
― Anna Jacobs, Mistress of Greyladies

“more interesting as they grow older, and I particularly want to keep an eye on them once they start their schooling.”
― Anna Jacobs, The Honeyfield Bequest