The Winter of Our Discontent Quotes

“I regretted my inability to disguise my dislike of my new bride. She had done as much as could be expected to minimise the appearance of discord, but then, she was an accomplished liar—an actress, an adventuress.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“The Elizabeth Bennet of not five months ago would have excoriated such a man with her tongue for his highhanded disdain. I would have raged and bitten at his pride with my frightful fangs.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“Before you go,” I said coldly, “perhaps you might explain to my husband why I must conduct this interview while standing.” “That was badly done of me, Mrs Darcy. I beg your pardon.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“Mrs Darcy stood ready to be taken to the bear’s den to be mauled for sport.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“I crossed my arms and marvelled at the man’s condescension. He had made an error with that smirk because upon seeing it, my courage rose up like a tidal flood.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“I held the letter in my lap and knew my eyes glittered with tears. This would not do! I made a little jest to rescue myself. “You know, Wilson, that if you ever take up with a footman and end with a belly full of his child, I will side with you against the world.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“Mr Darcy, do you have any idea who I might be to you?” he said abruptly. If I had not known better, I would have thought his tone rather confrontational. “To me, sir?” I replied coldly. “I am Elizabeth Bennet’s uncle,” he said in a slightly victorious manner. “I bid you goodnight, sir.”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation

“…artifice and disguise…must constitute the crown jewels of your talents…”
― Grace Gibson, The Winter of Our Discontent: A Pride and Prejudice Variation