“Cats were not, in her experience, an animal with much soul. Prosaic, practical little creatures as a general rule. It would suit her very well to be thought catlike.” WellsLittlesSoulAnimalCreaturesCatPracticalsSuits Author:Gail Carriger
“Madame Lefoux accepted a cup of tea and sat on another little settee, next to the relocated calico cat. The cat clearly believed Madame Lefoux was there to provide chin scratches. Madame Lefoux provided.” LittlesNextCatAcceptedCupsTeaSatScratchesChinsCups Of Tea Author:Gail Carriger
“She boasted the general battle-ax demeanor of an especially strict governess. This was the kind of woman who took her tea black, smoked cigars after midnight, played a mean game of cribbage, and kept a bevy of repulsive little dogs. Alexia liked her immediately.” KindMeanLittlesGamesBlackDogBattleTeaStrictMidnightCigarDemeanor Author:Gail Carriger
“Even Alexia, spinster that she was, was given an allowance large enough to dress her to the height of fashion— although she did tend to stick to trends a little too precisely. The poor thing could not help it. Her choice of clothing simply lacked soul.” LittlesSoulEnoughHelpingChoicesGivenPoorFashionDressesSticksHeightTrendsClothingsAllowanceSpinsters Author:Gail Carriger
“She reached inside the wide ruffle and pulled out a little vial. “Poison?” asked Lady Maccon, tilting her head to one side. “Certainly not. Something far more important: perfume. We cannot very well have you fighting crime unscented, now, can we?” “Oh.” Alexia nodded gravely. After all, Madame Lefoux was French. “Certainly not.” WellsLittlesImportantFightingSidesCrimeWidePoisonPerfumeRufflesFighting Crime Author:Gail Carriger
“The infant-inconvenience kicked in response, and Conall twitched at the sensation. “Active little pup, isn’t he?” “She,” corrected his wife. “As if any child of mine would dare be a boy.” It was a long-standing argument. “Boy,” replied Conall. “Any child as difficult as this one has been from the start must, perforce, be male.” Alexia snorted. “As if my daughter would be calm and biddable.” Conall grinned, catching one of her hands and bringing it in for a kiss, all prickly whiskers and soft lips. “Very good point, wife. Very good point.” IfsChildrenLittlesLongHas BeensHandsWould BeDifficultBoysWifeMinesKissingDaughterArgumentStandingResponseMalesVery GoodCalmLipsDareActiveMy DaughterSensationsInfantCatchingInconvenienceWhiskersPups Author:Gail Carriger
“What if all those strange and unexplainable bends in history were the result of supernatural interference? At which point I asked myself, what's the weirdest most eccentric historical phenomenon of them all? Answer:the Great British Empire. Clearly, one tiny little island could only conquer half the known world with supernatural aid. Those absurd Victorian manners and ridiculous fashions were obviously dictated by vampires. And, without a doubt, the British army regimental system functions on werewolf pack dynamics.” IfsWorldLittlesAnswersResultsHalfKnownDoubtFashionStrangeFunctionArmyHistoricalBritishAidsTinyRidiculousAbsurdVampireConquerMannersIslandsEmpiresWhat IfPhenomenonPacksEccentricWerewolfInterferenceDynamicsVictorianBritish EmpireUnexplainableBritish Army Author:Gail Carriger
“What’s that?” she asked the girl, wrinkling her nose. “Oh, that? That’s just Pillover.” “And what’s a pillover, when it’s at home?” “My little brother.” “Ah, I commiserate. I have several of my own. Dashed inconvenient, brothers.” LittlesHomeGirlMy OwnBrotherNosesInconvenientLittle BrotherMy Little Brother Book:Etiquette and Espionage: Number 1 in series Source: Etiquette and Espionage: Number 1 in series
