His eyes are peculiar. There is nothing in them, like an eclair without the cream filling. It's wrong, lack of cream.
Having delivered the expected daily miracle, Floote stood in his usual stance and warily watched the Templars work.
Ivy returned his direct gaze with a particularly innocent smile. "The great advantage," she said, "of being thought silly, is that people forget and begin to think one might also be foolish. I may, Professor Lyall, be a trifle enthusiastic in my mann...
History wasn't precisely revered for its accuracy at the best of times.
I mean to say, really, I am near to developing a neurosis - is there anyone around who doesn't want to study or kill me?" Floote raised a tentative hand. "Ah, yes, thank you, Floote." "There is also Mrs Tunstell, madam," he offered hopefully, is if I...
Alexia found herself surrounded and embraced by a room of such unmitigated welcome and personality that it was akin to being yelled at by plum pudding.
Alexia sighed. "It is times like this I wish I could talk to my mother." "Good gracious, what good would that do, madam?" Floote was moved to speak by the outrageousness of Alexia's statement. "Well, whatever she said, I could simply take the opposit...
It was difficult to see the exact nature of his expression as, in addition to the ubiquitous mustache, the clockmaker also wore a golden-brown beard of such epic proportions as might dwarf a mulberry bush. It was as though his mustache had become ove...
Floote shot his other gun. This time the bullet hit the man's chest. The vampire fell backward, crashed into a loaded display cabinet, and landed on the floor, making exactly the same sound a carpet makes when whacked to get the dust out.
It had taken her a good deal of time before she believed that she was worth all that fierce affection he lavished upon her. To have it stolen away unjustly was that much more cruel.
Professor Lyall looked modestly proud. "I am considered a bit of an expert on the procreative practices of ." "Sheep?" "Sheep." "Sheep!" Madame Lefoux's voice came over suddenly high, as though she were suppressing an inclination to giggle. "Yes, as ...
