The Trembling Hills Quotes

“There was a brass bedstead with a tan spread, on which slept a big, tiger-striped yellow cat.”
― Phyllis A. Whitney, The Trembling Hills

“Indignantly Allison hooked the great cat over her shoulder like a fur piece. “Comstock is not a savage. Next to my brother Nick he’s the finest gentleman in all San Francisco.”
― Phyllis A. Whitney, The Trembling Hills

“San Francisco was invigorating. She looked about in utter delight.”
― Phyllis A. Whitney, The Trembling Hills

“Gracious, there’s that horrible cat! Don’t touch him, miss. He’s possessed. He goes and comes as he pleases and there’s no help for it. I do believe he goes through closed doors, he’s that sneaky.”
― Phyllis A. Whitney, The Trembling Hills