The ​Lion's Daughter (Scoundrels 1.) 2 csillagozás

Gad, men are such jackasses," the dowager grumbled. "We spend half our lives trying to save the bloody idiots from themselves.

Chapter 26

Men don't know what they want. Women must show them.

Chapter 18

“I thought you was tired,” said the dowager. “You ain’t meaning to play now, are you?”
“I loathe chess,” he said. “It is tediously complicated. Simply looking at the set makes me frantic.”

466. oldal, 33. fejezet

Men don't know what's pretty and what isn't. Make a man happy to look at you, and he believes you're Aphrodite.

Chapter 18

I think of Lord Edenmont as orna- mental ivy, supporting itself upon an otherwise vulgar and boring public build- ing—that is to say, Gerald, and others like him.

11. oldal, Prologue

“An explosion.” She looked up from the closely written sheets. “Who
do you think you are—Guy Fawkes?”
“No, Grandmother,” Percival answered meekly.
“Blew up the hen coop, he says. I suppose it’s too much to hope the
hens weren’t in it?”
“I’m afraid they were.”

338. oldal, 24. fejezet

He was every inch the English lord, incurious, unmoved, his face a polite mask.

chapter 13

"Gad, men are such jackasses,” the dowager grumbled. “We spend half our lives trying to save the damned idiots from themselves.”

366. oldal, 26. fejezet

He eyed her consideringly. “You’re rather small, and horribly bad-tempered. Still, you did promise to grow, and on the whole, I tend to find your temper exciting. The shouting and vituperation, I mean,” he clarified. “Not the homicidal or suicidal aspects. Fortunately, if I keep you very busy breeding and attending to my every whim, you won’t have time for violence.”

470. oldal, 33. fejezet