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328 pages, Paperback
First published August 21, 2010
"People always build some story around pleasure. The story of marriage or the story of love, or at least a brief tale of commerce.”
"...did I mention, Verity, that Mrs. Hill tried a new kind of trifle the other night? It had a bit of lemon in the cream."
"It sounds delicious," Verity said.
"I do favor trifle myself, so I must ask her for the recipe. I wonder if trifle is called trifle because it was once served on trifle? That is what my father called our everyday pewter when I was young. Trifle."
"How interesting. One could serve trifle on trifle to a man at dinner, who later trifles with--"
"Could we return to the topic at hand?" Celia interrupted pointedly.
Daphne looked innocent. "I did not realize we had left it, Celia."
page 170:
"You came too early. You are supposed to come at night. Ten o'clock would be good, tomorrow. There is a pugilist match to see, and we can find some whores later. I hope you like common ones. I have never understood men paying a hundred pounds for what can be bought for a shilling."
"I don't like them too common."
"I do. Common and lusty and fun. No sad stories of being driven to sin by poverty either. There's plenty who like the trade."
page 172:
"I remember it well. All these men salivating over the pretty virgin. I have never understood the fascination with them. Virgins. For dynastic reasons it is wise to marry one, but that first night has to be clumsy."
"So you were not interested yourself?"
"Hell, no. Nor in the mother, although she had something to her. You could tell she knew her trade. But if I wanted to swive a woman who subjects me to salons and assemblies and expects diamonds for the effort, I would just get married."
page 247:
He ran his fingers through his hair. And froze. "What the hell--" He groped around his head, trying to make sense of what he did and did not feel.
"I had my man cut it while you slept," Castleford said. "It looks much better now. He did a fine job of it."
Jonathan glared at him. "You go too far."
"I can't be seen around town with a man whose hair is so unfashionable. You will thank me once you see it. The women will be swarming you now."
page 282:
"Rather suddenly Castleford did not appear very drunk at all. Sly intelligence showed in the gaze he settled on Jonathan."
page 342:
"They should have used me during the war, not you, Albrighton. I have a knack for this investigating business. My analytical powers even impressed me this week."
"Being a duke probably helps too."
"In investigating? Probably so."
"Also in impressing yourself, and in convincing yourself you have the right to interfere."
page 343:
"So I went there. Hence my sore ass. I did not want to waste too much time on this and thought riding cross-country would be best. I asked some polite and discreet questions and--"
"You are incapable of being discreet, so you are already turning this tale to make yourself look better," Hawkeswell said.