“Where did you go to school?” Piers inquired. “Your all together too literate for a butler. Most bulters I know say things like as you wish, my lord, and leave it at that. Our conversations should be along these lines: Prufrock, bring me a wench and then you would say, as you wish.” KnowsShouldSchoolTogetherWishLinesLordConversationButlersPiersWenches Author:Eloisa James
“I do believe that his given name is something odd. Peregrine, Penrose- Piers, that's it." "He sounds like a dock." Lord Sundron put in. "Mrs. Hutchins called me a light frigate this morning," Linnet said "a dock might be just the thing for me.” BelieveSaidLightMightNamesGivenSoundLordMorningOddDocksPiersGiven Names Author:Eloisa James
“Piers looked up at him. 'You're new. What's your name?' 'Neythen, my lord.' 'Sounds like a terrible illness. No, more like a bowel problem. I'm sorry, Lord Sandys, your son has contracted neythen and won't live a month. No, no, there's nothing I can do. Sandys would have preferred hearing that to syphilis.” I CanProblemNamesSoundCan DoLordSonMonthsTerribleSorryIllnessHearingI'm SorryYour SonSyphilisPiers Author:Eloisa James
