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“Whenever a woman tries to put you out of temper, turn the tables, and put HER out of temper instead. They are generally prepared for every effort you can make in your own defence, but that. One word does it as well as a hundred; and one word did it with Limping Lucy. I looked her pleasantly in the face; and I said—"Pooh!”

Quote by Wilkie Collins

Work

The Moonstone

The Moonstone is a seminal work in the genre of detective fiction, featuring a series of intricate mysteries and a search for a stolen gemstone. The novel is renowned for its complex narrative structure and its exploration of themes such as colonialism and British identity. more

Author

Wilkie Collins
Wilkie Collins

Wilkie Collins, born on January 8, 1824, and died on September 23, 1889, was a renowned British novelist. He is best known for his suspense and detective novels, being one of the pioneers of this literary genre. His works, such as 'The Woman in White' and 'The Moonstone', are particularly famous. more

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