“But in his excitement and having eaten too fast, Henri gave himself away in an all too familiar fashion. In the front seat, both the Chief Inspector and Isabelle Lacoste cracked open their windows, preferring the bitter cold outside to what threatened to melt the upholstery inside. 'Does he do that often,' she gasped. 'It's a sign of affection, I'm told,' said the Chief, not meeting her eyes, 'a compliment.' Gamache paused, turning his head to window. 'A great compliment.' Isabelle Lacoste smiled. She was used to similar compliments from her husband and now their young son. She wondered why the Y chromosome was so smelly.” PetsFlatulenceGamacheLouise PennyHow The Light Gets In Book:How the Light Gets In Source: How the Light Gets In
“Jerome, hovering on the far side of seventy, was almost completely round, and had he been slightly smaller, Henri would have been tempted to chase him.” DogsPetsGamacheLouise PennyHow The Light Gets In Book:How the Light Gets In Source: How the Light Gets In
“While Henri had a huge heart, he had quite a modest brain. His head was taken up almost entirely by his ears. In fact, his head seemed simply a sort of mount for those ears. Fortunately, Henri didn't really need his head. He kept all the important things in his heart, except, perhaps, his current address.” DogsPetsGamacheLouise PennyHow The Light Gets In Book:How the Light Gets In Source: How the Light Gets In
“Henri chose, if such a thing is a choice, to hand out another great compliment at that moment. Lacoste brought her hand to her face in an involuntary survival instinct. The dog, oblivious to the curdled air, looked around, his tags clinking cheerily together.” DogsPetsGamacheLouise PennyHow The Light Gets In Book:How the Light Gets In Source: How the Light Gets In
