“Yes, I may be wrong. But I haven’t any doubt.”
—H. C. Bailey, Slippery Ann
Mr. Clunk was eating bad pastry in a small shop of many odours which called itself a cafe.
—H. C. Bailey, Dead Man's Shoes
“He is a hard, repulsive man. But we mustn’t be prejudiced."
—H. C. Bailey, Dead Man's Shoes
"Well, thanks for living through it, thick head."
—E. C. R. Lorac, Bats in the Belfry
“Keep your wool on, old sermon-face"
—E. C. R. Lorac, Bats in the Belfry
Not all the chests of gold in the world can dash a cup of tea from a woman’s lips.
—Anthony Berkeley, Murder in the Basement
The Chaplain looked professionally pained.
—Cyril Hare, Tragedy at Law
Nobody quite so obviously brainless could be properly said to have designed anything.
—Cyril Hare, Tragedy at Law
—H. C. Bailey, Slippery Ann
Mr. Clunk was eating bad pastry in a small shop of many odours which called itself a cafe.
—H. C. Bailey, Dead Man's Shoes
“He is a hard, repulsive man. But we mustn’t be prejudiced."
—H. C. Bailey, Dead Man's Shoes
"Well, thanks for living through it, thick head."
—E. C. R. Lorac, Bats in the Belfry
“Keep your wool on, old sermon-face"
—E. C. R. Lorac, Bats in the Belfry
Not all the chests of gold in the world can dash a cup of tea from a woman’s lips.
—Anthony Berkeley, Murder in the Basement
The Chaplain looked professionally pained.
—Cyril Hare, Tragedy at Law
Nobody quite so obviously brainless could be properly said to have designed anything.
—Cyril Hare, Tragedy at Law