“Why? I mean, why you? I can perfectly comprehend not liking my husband. I dislike him intensely most of the time.” Professor Lyall stifled a chuckle. “I am given to understand that he does not approve of spelling one’ s name with two ll’s. He finds it inexcusably Welsh. I suspect he may be quite taken with you, however.” MayMeanDoeI CanTwoNamesGivenTakenHusbandMy HusbandSuspectsProfessorsDislikeSpellingWelshChuckles Author:Gail Carriger
“Lord Maccon, being Lord Maccon and good at such things, then changed, right there in the Thames, from dog-paddling wolf to large man treading water. He did so flawlessly, so that his head never went under the water. Professor Lyall suspected him of practicing such maneuvers in the bathtub.” MenWaterLordDogChangedProfessorsBathtubsTreadingThamesPaddlingTreading Water Author:Gail Carriger
“Professor Lyall, cursing his Alpha for departing so precipitously, balled up the piece of paper and, after minor consideration for the delicacy of the information it contained, ate it.” PiecesInformationPaperConsiderationProfessorsMinorsDelicacyCursingAlphasDeparting Book:Blameless: Book 3 of The Parasol Protectorate Source: Blameless: Book 3 of The Parasol Protectorate
“Oh, Professor Lyall, are you making a funny? It doesn’t suit you.” The sandy-haired Beta gave Lady Maccon a dour look. “I am exploring new personality avenues.” “Well, stop it.” “Yes, my lady.” WellsLooksPersonalitySuitsProfessorsExploringAvenuesSandySuits YouBeta Author:Gail Carriger
“Lord Maccon, might we have words on the proper tying of a cravat? For my sanity’s sake? Lord Maccon was nonplussed. Professor Lyall, on the other hand, was pained. “I do what I can.” Lord Akeldama looked at him, pity in his eyes. “You are a brave man.” MenI CanHandsMightEyeLordBraveSakePityHis EyesProfessorsSanityBrave Man Author:Gail Carriger
“I Preserve the nonviable embryo in formaldehyde for future study. Lord Maccon has been drinking my samples. When confronted, he admitted to be enjoying both the refreshing beverage and the 'crunchy pickled snack' as well. I was not pleased" (Professor Lyall to Madame Lefoux)” WellsHas BeensEnjoyLordStudyDrinkingPreservesProfessorsRefreshingSampleSnacksEmbryosBeveragesCrunchy Book:Blameless: Book 3 of The Parasol Protectorate Source: Blameless: Book 3 of The Parasol Protectorate
“Biffy said, off the cuff, "Or we could find a replacement queen." "Volunteering for the position?" "Why, Professor, is that wittiness I detect?" "Only for you." "Charmer." Biffy tapped him on the arm playfully.” SaidPositionArmsQueensProfessorsVolunteerReplacementsCuffsCharmers Author:Gail Carriger
“Quietly Sophronia added, "And the soot on my dress, sir?" "I didn't see anything." Professor Braithwope smiled down at her, showing a small hint of fang. Sophronia grinned back. "I'm glad we understand each other, sir." The vampire looked out into the night. "This is the right finishing school for you, isn't it, whot?" "Yes sir, I think it might very well be." "A piece of advice, Miss Temminnick?" "Sir?" "It is a great skill to have friends in low places. They, too, have things to teach you." "Now, sir, I thought you didn't see any soot.” ThinkingWellsMightSchoolNightTeachPiecesAdviceMissingSkillsLowsDressesGladVampireProfessorsHintsFinishingFangsFinishing School Author:Gail Carriger
“Professor Braithwope, shimmering out of his room fully clothed and dapper. His mustache was a fluffy caterpillar of curiosity, perched and ready to inquire, dragging the vampire along behind it on the investigation.” RoomsBehindsReadyCuriosityVampireProfessorsInvestigationCaterpillarsMustacheFluffyDapper Author:Gail Carriger
