The Perfect Rake
A source page for quotes linked to Anne Gracie.
“Well, go on then, Abby; run along and let the nice man compromise you.”
“I could still box your ears.” “Nonsense,” he scoffed. “You couldn’t reach that high.”
“If you were mine, I'd never leave you, Prudence. I couldn't.”
“Yes. And when a rake finally falls, he falls forever.”
“Prettiness fades after a few years, but elegance only increases with age.”