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hero and anthony
hero and anthony - Bilingual quotes that celebrate the beauty of language, showcasing meaningful expressions in two unique perspectives.
Georgette Heyer
The dinner, which consisted of a broiled fowl with mushrooms, preceded by a dressed lobster and a delicacy of cockscombs served in wine-sauce, and followed by a pupton of pears, in the old style, and a trifle, was excellently cooked, and earned the Viscount's praise.
Georgette Heyer
When Hero learned that she was now the owner of no fewer than three carriages and eight horses, she turned quite pink, and after struggling for a few moments to express herself suitably, stammered out: 'Oh, Sherry, it is just like K-King Cophetua and the beggar-maid!''Who the devil was he?' demanded Sherry.'Well, I don't precisely remember, but he married a beggar-maid, and gave her everything she wanted.''Sounds to me like a hum,' said her skeptical husband. 'Besides, what's the fellow got to do with us?''Only that you made me think of him,' said Hero, smiling mistily up at him.
Georgette Heyer
Later, when she appeared before him in the sea-green gauze, he stared at her in great surprise, and said: By Jove, he had never thought she could look so well! Encouraged by this tribute, Hero showed him a cloak of green sarsnet trimmed with swansdown, which she had purchased that morning, and upon his expressing his unqualified approval of this garment, confided, a little nervously, that she feared he might, when he came to see the bill, think it a trifle dear.
Georgette Heyer
Sherry was so much relieved to find that Hero had no wish to keep her unfortunate protege permanently in the spare bedroom that he agreed to this plan, even go so far as to hand over, upon demand, a bill to defray the cost of suitable baby clothes for the destitute infant. Hero thanked him warmly and went away to set Ruth's mind at rest, leaving Sherry to congratulate himself on having brushed through the business better than had at one time seemed possible, Mr Ringwood to wrap himself in apparently profound thought, and Ferdy to devise an artistic death for the hypothetical husband.
Georgette Heyer
Damme, I've been waiting for you to come home these three hours, with nothing to do but read some dashed book or other!' Hero found the thought of his spending an evening at home with a book so droll that she broke into a peal of laughter, which was so infectious that his lordship was obliged to join in. They went upstairs together in excellent accord, and when they parted outside Hero's door, Sherry did her the honor of informing her that she was a good little puss, and that he had always had a fondness for her.
Georgette Heyer
If you mention Bella's name to me again, Gil, I am likely to do you a mischief!' Sherry warned him. 'I never cared the snap of my fingers for that wretched girl, and if you are not assured of that, ask her! Why, God save the mark, she may be a beauty, but give me my Kitten! Bella, with her airs and her graces, and her miffs, and her curst sharp tongue! No, I thank you! What's more, no man who had lived with Kitten would look twice at the Beauty!
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