A Murderous Affair Quotes

“would”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“conyman’s”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“As I shrank back into the shadows, keeping a fixed eye on the group of men on the dock, a dozen sailors appeared on the deck of the Lady Merrydance. Vaillons began to issue them with instructions and the men started carrying sacks from the Lady Merrydance and depositing them onto a smaller ship that was moored alongside. Having discarded one cargo, they collected another from the smaller ship and carried it back to the Lady Merrydance. While this was happening, Hardwick, Ingram and his two lackeys boarded the ship.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“hammerings”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“A few moments later she returned, wearing her third outfit of the evening. The white lace dress had been replaced by leather boots, brown breeches and a black doublet that was buttoned tightly over her shapely figure. Despite being dressed as a man, the effect was just as arresting as the previous outfit and did little to cool my arousal.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“interaction”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“each”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“facing”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“riches”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“pitch”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“angels,”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“I had been squeezed into that damp, cramped space for about half an hour when I became aware of the first sounds of activity in Hardwick’s study. I quickly snuffed out the candle I’d been using to scan through the letters taken from the box, whilst trying my best not to set fire to them in that hampered space. I hadn’t got very far but I’d already discovered some interesting titbits, whetting my appetite for further study – creaking floorboards a few feet away told me that now was not the moment.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“Where,”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“Most importantly, though, reading the manuscript gave me some relief from the anxiety I felt in this foreboding house, and gave me respite from the unpleasant suspicions swirling around my head. I had gone out on a limb for Walsingham but why? Because I wanted to impress him? Because I wanted to finally escape the drudgery of my brother’s household? Because I wanted to advance myself?”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“fortune”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“house,”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“My first meeting with Hardwick had not got off to the most auspicious of starts. It looked as though he was going to turn me out on my ear before I’d even had a tour of the house. To say the very least, his manner was hostile. Thank goodness that he had no idea of the impact that my arrival had just had on his wife. My first impression of him was that he was capable of anything, including setting up my brother and murdering Don Alphonse.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“threw”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“We were sitting at the long oak table, crystal glasses in hand, the tapestries on the wall dancing to the shadows of a newly lit fire and making strange patterns with the scarring on the black man’s face. Once I had managed to convince Cassangoe that I posed no threat he proved to be a surprisingly genial host. A bottle of Sicilian wine had been produced from ‘Don Alphonse’s supplies’ and every amenity made for my comfort, including a rub down for my sore back, which I was reliably informed looked ‘as ravished as a priest’s arse’. At least the poker had been put to its proper use and we were sitting in relative warmth.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“keyhole.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“reveal”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“Nicholas Ingram, now there’s a name I haven’t heard in a while,’ he said, after I had made my first prompting. ‘A nasty piece of work. I had some trade with the Earl of Leicester’s estate a couple of years ago. Ingram was in his service then. He was a fixer for Leicester – knows his way in and out of the law – but I also heard that he had a reputation for being a loan shark. The type who lends money with nasty sub-clauses. When the unsuspecting dupe comes to pay the money back, Ingram is nowhere to be found so the poor buggers end up forfeiting the deal and having to pay back three times as much. That’s one way these people operate anyway – there are lots of other scams on the go. Never borrow money if you can help it, Lovat my lad, it’ll come back to haunt you.’ Bennett was barely a month older than me, but he always managed to make me feel like his baby brother.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“Nesbitt,”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“looked”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“At the centre of all negotiation is their captain, a stout man of thirty with ruddy cheeks, sharp black eyes and the reddest hair I have ever seen upon a man, from the hair on the top of his head to the whiskers on his chin. Alphonse immediately christened him Diabo Vermehlo, the red devil. His God- given name is Christopher Hardwick.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“Magnus-”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“opened”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“Cold flecks of snow stung our faces, as Kyd and I turned down Hogge Lane, which led to Finsbury Fields beyond. The lane was infamous as a meeting place for duellists and often crowds gathered here to enjoy the unlicensed sport of plaintiffs settling their differences outside legal boundaries. At night time it reverted to a desolate track, bordered by rundown houses and the occasional deserted field. There was no one about in the cold, and Kyd and I passed unchallenged as we picked our way along the uneven track formed of frozen mud.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“dizziness”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair

“On seeing the fire, Matthew and I had rowed warily back to the dock but there had been no sign of our assailants. Instead, we had helped tackle the blaze alongside a dozen other men, all alerted by the flames, and cries of ‘fire’ around the port. There had been no chance of saving the end warehouses, but we had managed to stop the fire spreading further into the city – starting a fire had been an incredibly reckless thing to do. It looked as though the thieves had decided to obliterate any evidence of ever having been at the warehouse.”
― Jonathan Digby, A Murderous Affair