“It was one of Mrs. Hale's fitful days, when everything was a difficulty and a hardship; and Mr Lennox's appearance took this shape, although secretly she felt complimented by his thinking it worthwhile to call.”
―
Elizabeth Gaskell,
North and South
“But, as Margaret half suspected, Edith had fallen asleep. She lay curled up on the sofa in the back drawing-room in Harley Street, looking very lovely in her white muslin and blue ribbons. If Titania had ever been dressed in white muslin and blue ribbons, and had fallen asleep on a crimson damask sofa in a back drawing-room, Edith might have been taken for her. Margaret was struck afresh by her cousin's beauty. They had grown up together from childhood, and all along Edith had been remarked upon by every one, except Margaret, for her prettiness; but Margaret had never thought about it until the last few days, when the prospect of soon losing her companion seemed to give force to every sweet quality and charm which Edith possessed. They had been talking about wedding dresses, and wedding ceremonies; and Captain Lennox, and what he had told Edith about her future life at Corfu, where his regiment was stationed; and the difficulty of keeping a piano in good tune (a difficulty which Edith seemed to consider as one of the most formidable that could befall her in her married life), and what gowns she should want in the visits to Scotland, which would immediately succeed her marriage; but the whispered tone had latterly become more drowsy; and Margaret, after a pause of a few minutes, found, as she fancied, that in spite of the buzz in the next room, Edith had rolled herself up into a soft ball of muslin and ribbon, and silken curls, and gone off into a peaceful little after-dinner nap.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“Happy and fortunate in all a man cares for, he does not understand what it is to find oneself no longer young—yet thrown back to the starting-point which requires the hopeful energy of youth—to feel one half of life gone, and nothing done—nothing remaining of wasted opportunity, but the bitter recollection that it has been. Miss Hale, I would rather not hear Mr. Lennox’s opinion of my affairs. Those who are happy and successful themselves are too apt to make light of the misfortunes of others.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“She was cool under fire, but hot under his touch. A perfect combination.” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“He pulled her closer and was glad for the increase in her trembling. “Do I frighten you?” he asked, bending down to whisper in her ear. His body was already hardening just at the thought of getting this beauty naked in his bedroom, but he didn’t want a frightened lover. He wanted someone with her passion and heat. Hopefully, she had the same fire about making love as he suspected she had regarding social and political issues. ” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“He glared down at the tiny woman who looked startlingly, hauntingly similar to the little sister he’d tried to protect so many years” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“protect” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“They told me you’d died! If I’d known you were still alive, I would have found you! I would have protected you!” She felt the shudder as his emotions rocked his body, and she held him close, trying to ease the pain he was feeling. She wrapped her arms around” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“up into a hug, her brother’s” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“She was relieved when he took her hand and led her off of the dance floor. Unfortunately, she couldn’t pull away from him because his strong hand and firm hold kept her close, tucking her hand on his arm and laying his other hand over hers so she couldn’t pull away. Darn him! For the next forty minutes, she was” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“abhorrent,” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“Happy and fortunate in all a man cares for, he does not understand what it is to find oneself no longer young—yet thrown back to the starting-point which requires the hopeful energy of youth—to feel one half of life gone, and nothing done—nothing remaining of wasted opportunity, but the bitter recollection that it has been. Miss Hale, I would rather not hear Mr. Lennox's opinion of my affairs. Those who are happy and successful themselves are too apt to make light of the misfortunes of others.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“raw. She stepped forward carefully, her eyes gentling as she tried to reach her brother. “Royston, it isn’t a game. It’s me. Wyndi.” He glared down at the tiny woman who looked startlingly, hauntingly similar to the little sister he’d tried to protect so many years ago. But it was impossible. “My sister died of pneumonia,” he growled, furious that anyone would try such a horrible trick. “The case worker told me my sister died. You’re going to have to leave. Now!” he almost shouted. Wyndi shook her head. “They lied, Royston. I didn’t die.” She hesitated” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“They had been talking about wedding dresses, and wedding ceremonies; and Captain Lennox, and what he had told Edith about her future life at Corfu, where his regiment was stationed; and the difficulty of keeping a piano in good tune (a difficulty which Edith seemed to consider as one of the most formidable that could befall her in her married life)” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“I wanted more of you. I kept pushing you for more, for more of your time, more of your smiles, more of everything” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Intimate Proposition
“Leave me alone, I’m only speaking to my cat today” ― Elizabeth Lennox, Intimate Whispers
“whichever was appropriate. Up and down, she smiled for the reporters, turned to the right, turned to the left. Smiling, looking directly into their lenses, pretending their jokes were funny, that their cameras weren’t creating a heat so intense it competed with the desert” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“outwardly” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“tragic death. ” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“But, as Margaret half suspected, Edith had fallen asleep. She lay curled up on the sofa in the back drawing-room in Harley Street, looking very lovely in her white muslin and blue ribbons. If Titania had ever been dressed in white muslin and blue ribbons, and had fallen asleep on a crimson damask sofa in a back drawing-room, Edith might have been taken for her. Margaret was struck afresh by her cousin's beauty. They had grown up together from childhood, and all along Edith had been remarked upon by every one, except Margaret, for her prettiness; but Margaret had never thought about it until the last few days, when the prospect of soon losing her companion seemed to give force to every sweet quality and charm which Edith possessed. They had been talking about wedding dresses, and wedding ceremonies; and Captain Lennox, and what he had told Edith about her future life at Corfu, where his regiment was stationed; and the difficulty of keeping a piano in good tune (a difficulty which Edith seemed to consider as one of the most formidable that could befall her in her married life), and what gowns she should want in the visits to Scotland, which would immediately succeed her marriage; but the whispered tone had latterly become more drowsy; and Margaret, after a pause of a few minutes, found, as she fancied, that in spite of the buzz in the next room, Edith had rolled herself up into a soft ball of muslin and ribbon, and silken curls, and gone off into a peaceful little after-dinner nap.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“Happy and fortunate in all a man cares for, he does not understand what it is to find oneself no longer young—yet thrown back to the starting-point which requires the hopeful energy of youth—to feel one half of life gone, and nothing done—nothing remaining of wasted opportunity, but the bitter recollection that it has been. Miss Hale, I would rather not hear Mr. Lennox’s opinion of my affairs. Those who are happy and successful themselves are too apt to make light of the misfortunes of others.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“She was cool under fire, but hot under his touch. A perfect combination.” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“He pulled her closer and was glad for the increase in her trembling. “Do I frighten you?” he asked, bending down to whisper in her ear. His body was already hardening just at the thought of getting this beauty naked in his bedroom, but he didn’t want a frightened lover. He wanted someone with her passion and heat. Hopefully, she had the same fire about making love as he suspected she had regarding social and political issues. ” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“He glared down at the tiny woman who looked startlingly, hauntingly similar to the little sister he’d tried to protect so many years” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“protect” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“They told me you’d died! If I’d known you were still alive, I would have found you! I would have protected you!” She felt the shudder as his emotions rocked his body, and she held him close, trying to ease the pain he was feeling. She wrapped her arms around” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“up into a hug, her brother’s” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“She was relieved when he took her hand and led her off of the dance floor. Unfortunately, she couldn’t pull away from him because his strong hand and firm hold kept her close, tucking her hand on his arm and laying his other hand over hers so she couldn’t pull away. Darn him! For the next forty minutes, she was” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“abhorrent,” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“Happy and fortunate in all a man cares for, he does not understand what it is to find oneself no longer young—yet thrown back to the starting-point which requires the hopeful energy of youth—to feel one half of life gone, and nothing done—nothing remaining of wasted opportunity, but the bitter recollection that it has been. Miss Hale, I would rather not hear Mr. Lennox's opinion of my affairs. Those who are happy and successful themselves are too apt to make light of the misfortunes of others.” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“raw. She stepped forward carefully, her eyes gentling as she tried to reach her brother. “Royston, it isn’t a game. It’s me. Wyndi.” He glared down at the tiny woman who looked startlingly, hauntingly similar to the little sister he’d tried to protect so many years ago. But it was impossible. “My sister died of pneumonia,” he growled, furious that anyone would try such a horrible trick. “The case worker told me my sister died. You’re going to have to leave. Now!” he almost shouted. Wyndi shook her head. “They lied, Royston. I didn’t die.” She hesitated” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Tycoon's Make-Believe Fiancée
“They had been talking about wedding dresses, and wedding ceremonies; and Captain Lennox, and what he had told Edith about her future life at Corfu, where his regiment was stationed; and the difficulty of keeping a piano in good tune (a difficulty which Edith seemed to consider as one of the most formidable that could befall her in her married life)” ― Elizabeth Gaskell, North and South
“I wanted more of you. I kept pushing you for more, for more of your time, more of your smiles, more of everything” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Intimate Proposition
“Leave me alone, I’m only speaking to my cat today” ― Elizabeth Lennox, Intimate Whispers
“whichever was appropriate. Up and down, she smiled for the reporters, turned to the right, turned to the left. Smiling, looking directly into their lenses, pretending their jokes were funny, that their cameras weren’t creating a heat so intense it competed with the desert” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“outwardly” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
“tragic death. ” ― Elizabeth Lennox, The Sheik's Defiant Fiancée
