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Inspector Hobbes and the Blood (Unhuman, #1) Inspector Hobbes and the Blood by Wilkie Martin
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“I heard you’d gone into a monastery.’ Tony nodded. ‘I did, only I didn’t stay long. I couldn’t be doing with all the praying and getting up early, though I kinda liked wearing those robe thingies.’ ‘Cassocks?’ I suggested. ‘No, it’s true.”
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“I ought to warn you, dear, he can get rather wild when he’s hungry”
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“A customer, not a regular who would have known better, had complained about the head on his beer. When Featherlight, purple-faced and twitching, had asked what was wrong with having a head on beer, the customer had retorted, not unreasonably, that everything was wrong when the head had once belonged to a mouse.”
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“Now walk this way.’ He turned towards the door. If I’d tried to walk that way I’d have done myself a mischief, so I contented myself with my usual scurry, interspersed with bursts of jogging.”
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“Suit yourself,’ she said. ‘Just beware the pit of doom. They do say it’s bottomless.’ ‘What?’ ‘Oh sorry, dear. Did I say the pit of doom? I meant to say mind your head. The ceiling’s a little low in parts.”
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“Hobbes shook his head, a strange expression in his eyes, which were no longer red. ‘It looks like a gnome.’ ‘A gnome? That’s ridiculous. There’s no such thing. Is there?’ He shrugged. The horror was growing inside. ‘I don’t get it. Why would anyone want to kill a gnome?’ ‘For illegally fishing in a garden pond? And, if you don’t believe it’s a gnome, what else do you think it might be?”
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“Excuse me,’ I said, on finishing eating, ‘what do you make of Featherlight Binks at the Feathers?’ ‘He is a thoughtless, charmless, soap-less, hopeless lout, who runs a squalid drinking hole and can’t even keep his beer well. He should not be allowed to meet the public and has been arrested more than anyone else in town.’ ‘Ah,’ I said, ‘though I’ve heard he has a bad side, too.’ ‘That is his bad side.’ Hobbes frowned.”
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