“Why, then, do you think the white player might have done it?" Reynie considered. He imagined himself moving out his knight only to bring it right back to where it started. Why would he ever do such a thing? At last he said,"Perhaps because he doubted himself.” ThinkingSaidDoneMightLastsMovingWhitePlayerKnightsDoubtedMoving OutMysterious Benedict Society Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Poor Kate,"said Constance,"she's lost her marbles.” SaidLostPoorMarbleKateMysterious Benedict Society Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“You've read half the books in this house? This whole house?" "Well, approximately half." Sticky said. "To be more accurate, I suppose I've read more like" - his eyes went up as he calculated - "three sevenths? Yes, three sevenths." "Only three sevenths?" said Kate, pretending to look disappointed. "And here I was prepared to be impressed.” WellsLooksSaidBookWholeEyeThreeHouseHalfPreparedHis EyesDisappointedPretendingAccurateImpressedKateSticky Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“But you have said it too often, Mr. Benedict!" said Mrs. Perumal in an imperious tone that was quite out of character. "And if you continue in this vein, I'm afraid we'll be compelled to cut our visit short. Surely there are other establishments that would host an entire troup of guests - indefinitely and without reward - and not feel obliged to apologize for it!” IfsFeelsSaidCharacterCuttingRewardsToneHostEstablishmentGuestsApologizingVeinsCompelledObliged Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Now listen, we need to be quiet as mice. No, quieter than that. As quiet as...as..." "Dead mice?" Reynie suggested. "Perfect," said Kate with an approving nod. "As quiet as dead mice.” NeedsSaidPerfectQuietMiceKateApproving Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“... Speaking of which, the boys weren't actually touching the breifcases in the trunk, I hope?" Wondering how Milligan knew, Kate stuck her head out the office door and gave Reynie and Sticky a warning look. They nodded and tried to close the trunk as quietly as possible. "They aren't now anyway." "Good," Milligan said, picking up his duffel bag. "I'd hate to have to speak sternly to them again. It embarasses me to be so ineffective.” LooksSaidHateSpeakWonderBoysDoorsOfficeStuckBagsTouchingWarningKateTrunksSticky Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Kate seemed to have doubled in size. She had drawn back her broad shoulders and set her jaw, and something in the stance called to mind the contained ferocity of a lioness. But it was the fierceness in Kate's bright blue eyes that had the most striking effect. The sort of look that made you thankful she wasn't your enemy. "It's not going to be over," Kate said firmly "Until we say so.” MindLooksMadeSaidEyeEnemyEffectsBlueSizeShouldersBroadsKateBlue EyesStanceFerocityFiercenessLioness Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Somhow those Ten Men -- at the time they were called Recruiters, of course -- discovered that Constance had been at the library. Most likely one of their informants saw her come out, because it was on that very day that the brutes showed up and threatened the librarians. Who told them nothing, incidentally.' 'The same thing happened in Holland,' Kate reflected. 'You'd think these guys would learn their lesson -- librarians know how to keep quiet.' 'It helps to ask politely,' said Mr. Benedict” ThinkingKnowsMenSaidHelpingGuyCoursesAsksKnow HowSawsHappenedLessonsQuietTenLibraryThreatenedLibrarianBrutesKateHollandInformants Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“Oh dear,"cried Rhonda just then, for Mr. Benedict, awash in strong emotion, has gone to sleep.with a sudden loud snore he toppled forward into the attentive arms of Rhonda and Number Two, who eased him to the floor. "What's wrong with him?" Constance asked. "He has narcolepsy," said Kate. "He steals a lot?" "That's kleptomania," Sticky said. "Mr. Benedict sleeps a lot.” SaidTwoStrongSleepNumbersEmotionGoneArmsDearStealingLoudCriedKateStickyStrong EmotionsMysterious Benedict SocietyNarcolepsy Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
“If we're just trying to be accurate, then how about 'The Doomed to Fail Bunch'?" said Constance. "Honestly! We can't even name ourselves.” IfsTryingSaidNamesFailingHonestlyBunchAccurateDoomedMysterious Benedict Society Author:Trenton Lee Stewart
