The Devil in the Marshalsea Quotes

“Bullies are just men who don't know they are cowards, of course.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“I had an appointment with a ghost. It seemed impolite not to attend.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“I had never been so poor in my life, and yet here I was, the very picture of an eligible young gentleman. I would marry myself if I could.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“It was a mild, grey October afternoon; a day to make mild, grey decisions.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“Some of what I had seen had been trapped in my eyes, like a fly in amber.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“Grief will drag you to some dark places,’ he said at last. ‘But guilt is like a whip upon your back, urging you on.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“Bullies are just men who don’t know they are cowards, of course.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“Betty returned with our coffee and behind her came our good hostess Moll King herself, carrying a small bowl of punch. The sign carved above the door said this was Tom King’s coffeehouse, but it was Moll who ran the place. She supplied the girls, fenced the goods, sold the secrets and even—once in a while—poured the coffee.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“The tree was gnarled with age, scarred and weather-worn. One of it's thickest branches stretched further than the rest, as if pointing at something far in the distance, in warning or in accusation.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“He dragged a thick line through my name. It felt like a knife scraping across my throat.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“There is so much fear in this place sometimes I think it has seeped into the walls.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“Poor old Roberts. He's so obedient now he's dead. Not like him at all.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“Her small, dark figure glided towards us. Candles still flickered up in Acton's lodgings, throwing enough light for her to find us. I could see her face as it emerged from the mist. The damp air had left a light dew upon her skin and her cheeks were tinged pink from the cold. She looked softer and more beautiful than anything I had ever seen in my life - and too perfect for such a place as this.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“How simple it would be, a murder in his own castle. The Marshalsea was not a place for justice, for honest dealing.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“There was a light fog in the air, softening the goal and leaving a damp trace upon the skin. The moon was still rising in the sky, shimmering behind mist, and I could just make out the weak glow of the lantern in the middle of the Park. Out in the Borough, a clock struck ten, very faint.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea

“He did not eat or drink, just sat, silently, still clutching the black ledger, bony hands stroking the surface as if it were a purring cat. He leaned forward to catch my response, wintry blue eyes unblinking behind his spectacles.”
― Antonia Hodgson, The Devil in the Marshalsea