The Dark Enquiry Quotes

Rate this book
Clear rating
The Dark Enquiry (Lady Julia Grey, #5) The Dark Enquiry by Deanna Raybourn
8,216 ratings, 4.05 average rating, 612 reviews
Open Preview
The Dark Enquiry Quotes Showing 1-17 of 17
“I am sorry " I murmured.

"I know. I ought not to have threatened to beat you " he returned. He pressed a kiss to my hair.

"I just cannot bear to be kept out of your life " I said into the dark.

He gave a sigh. "Julia you daft woman. When you will you understand You are my life.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
tags: love
“I reached up to press a kiss to his cheek. "Do not be too angry with Father. He did not mean it not really."

"Angry? I feel rather sorry for him. We are kindred spirits," he observed with a wry twist of his mouth.

"How so?"

"We both suffer because you will not understand how utterly essential you are to our happiness.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“I matched my heated tone with one of pure ice. "I believe I did attempt to relate to you the facts of my calls and you interrupted me with a rather magnificent display of temper much as you are doing now. If you do not have all the facts of the case perhaps you have no one but yourself to blame."

Brisbane opened his mouth and shut it with a snap. His mouth remained closed but I could hear him muttering under his breath.

"What are you saying?"

"I am counting. To one hundred. In Cantonese.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“....Only you mattered in that moment. Only you. And I would have done anything to save you. I would have paid any price committed any sin sold my very soul to do it.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“Be calm," she said soothingly, and I realized she was not talking to the bird.
"How am I supposed to be calm? I worry," I retorted.
She gave a snort. "Then you are more stupid than I supposed. Worry, what is that? A pointless thing is Mr. Worry-an intruder. He steals into your house and creeps into your bed and what do you do child? Do you push him away and tell him to be gone and bolt the door fast against him? No, you move over and let him have the good pillow and the best quilt to warm himself." She flapped a hand in disgust. "Worry never did a man a bit of good. All he does is robs one's peace and make lines on the face.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“Are you going to say anything?"

Brisbane crossed one leg lazily over the other flicking an imaginary piece of lint from his trousers. "I think he is doing quite well without me."

"I did not mean for you to help him I meant for you to defend me," I said huffing slightly in my indignation.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“Everyone knows the Devil takes care of his own.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“They have different accents in America "

Brisbane smiled. "Just as we do here."

I waved a hand. "They all sound alike to me.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“Is that right A cattle baron It sounds strange.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“—¿Qué ocurre? ¿Es que te da miedo que pierda el control? Deja que te hable del control, esposa mía. He pensado mucho en él durante estos últimos meses, ¿y sabes a qué conclusión he llegado? A que es una ilusión. Durante toda mi vida me he enorgullecido de tener el control. Ha sido lo único constante durante mi precaria existencia. Me ocurriera lo que me ocurriera, yo tenía la capacidad de ejercer el dominio sobre mí mismo. Reprimía las visiones porque podía hacerlo. Era lo único que tenía.

Yo abrí la boca, pero él no me permitió decir nada y continuó hablando con la voz tensa de emoción.

—Lo único que tenía era el control, y ahora lo estoy perdiendo, ¿lo entiendes? El día de nuestra boda prometí que te protegería, y después te prometí, como un idiota, que te dejaría participar en mi trabajo. Pensaba que podría hacerlo, que podría controlar el miedo que siento por ti, el terror que siento por si te ocurre algo, pero no puedo. No puedo dominarlo del mismo modo que no puedo dominar lo que me ocurre cuando llegan las visiones. Me he pasado toda la vida manteniendo a raya estas emociones, y ahora resulta que la lógica y el control, mis únicos amigos en este mundo, me han abandonado. Construí mi vida y mi carrera profesional basándome en ellos, y me han dejado cuando más los necesitaba.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“—Ahora lo entiendo —dije, con la voz amortiguada contra su hombro—. Lo entiendo de verdad.

—¿Entender qué?

—Lo que se siente al ver que la persona que más quieres en el mundo está en peligro. Antes no lo sabía de verdad. Y al ver a Felicity apuntándote al corazón con la pistola, de repente me sentí una estúpida por no haberlo sabido.

—¿Saber qué?

—Lo salvaje que es. No tiene nada de razonable ni de lógico. Tenías razón al decir que pierdes el control en lo que se refiere a mí. Yo no podía controlar lo que iba a hacer. Provoqué la explosión porque no podía pensar en otra cosa que en salvarte. No pensé en lo peligroso que era para mí y para los demás. En ese momento solo me importabas tú. Solo tú. Y habría hecho cualquier cosa por salvarte. Habría pagado cualquier precio, habría cometido cualquier pecado, habría vendido mi alma con tal de salvarte.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“He poured out the wine and took a deep draught of it, then loosened his neckcloth, an act of dinner table impropriety that would have affronted most other wives, but which I strongly encouraged. Brisbane had a very handsome throat.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“Did you never think of children then? Ours?” His voice was thick with emotion. “I never expected in the whole of my life that God would be so generous as to give me you. I did not think to ask for more.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“She rose suddenly and put out”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“the rustle of yellow skirts and the scent of lemon verbena.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“A lady should never marry a man without knowing he is a spy.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry
“He had carried the weight of self-loathing for a lifetime, and sometimes it was far harder to put a heavy burden down than it was to continue to plod on, mile after mile, one’s back bowed against the weight of it.”
Deanna Raybourn, The Dark Enquiry