Love, Lies and Spies Quotes

“Please, I do not wish to be rescued by a gentleman. Could you find a farmer or a shopkeep - anyone not of the gentry - and then do me a great favor of forgetting you saw me?”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“I shall be considered completely beyond the pale if I am dashed upon the rocks. Aunt will be so uncomfortable. Most inconsiderate of me.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Juliana was momentarily at a loss for words, a strange condition for her. It didn’t last long.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Spencer’s brows furrowed and his gaze went from her hand to her mouth. The singular way in which he was staring made Juliana feel rather heady, as if she were about to float away.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“To know that you thought nothing of meeting someone you supposed to be me on a deserted lane is very telling.”

“Is it?”

“Yes. You trust me.”

“Of course. You have proved time and time again that you have my best interests at heart. A lady will always trust her knight in shining armor.”

“Is that what I am?”

“Yes. Oh most definitely.”

“I quite like that. Knight in shining armor. Yes. Chivalry and all that.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Next time she flew off a cliff, she would try to remember to wear her worsted skirts. Perhaps then, ouch, she would not have to suffer additional bruising.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Bobbington seemed to be lost in thought. A lion dressed in a lavender bonnet would likely not have drawn his attention.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“I will grab your other arm, you will close your eyes, and up you will come. Back on terra firma."

"This is terra firma. " Juliana pointed with her nose to the rugged cliff wall.

"Yes, but I doubt very much that you want to stay there."

"I like the idea of dangling in the air so much less.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Juliana shut her eyes again. She squeezed them so tightly that colors danced inside her head. Or was that because she wasn’t breathing? It could be either one.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Well met, my boy.” Uncle James’s voice still boomed despite the close proximity. “Sorry we were tardy; last-minute papers to deal with, you know. But never you mind, we are here now. And what a trail of happy gossips you have left meandering through the Gardens. You were easy to find. We simply followed the blathering nonsense and listened for the indignant harrumphs”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Come, my dear. This has been far too much excitement for me this morning. Feel an irresistible urge to stare at some roses and make notations.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“She would create such a to-do that Mr. Pyebald would be required to explain, or slink off to hide in a deep dark hole, infested with snakes and rats … maybe a spider or two … knee deep in sheep and pig slop … cold and miserable.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies

“Still, most fathers would want to see their child happily settled.”

“Yes, indeed. He would be one of the first to wish me well … but…”

“But?”

“Change is not his ally. Father doesn’t realize it, of course, but he falls into a decline whenever there is the slightest deviation of his routine. He leans on it most heavily and would tumble if the prop disappeared. Even my summer away will be detrimental to his well-being.”

“Indeed?”

“Yes, indeed, most heartily. I have reports that he has not been eating as he should. Needs my cajoling, I suspect.”

“Still, your papa would not want to see you sacrifice your happiness for his.”

“No more than I would want to sacrifice his happiness for mine.”

“Dear me, that is quite the quandary.”

“Yes, quite.”

“He might be more adaptable than you think.”

Juliana held up her hand to stop his continuing protest. “Do not believe it is in any way a hardship on my part. I have other interests that keep me well occupied.” She could safely allude to her research without actually tipping her hand.

“Such as watercolor and arranging flowers.”

“Not to mention walking around with a tome on my head.”

“Yes, I can see how that would keep you busy.” He paused and glanced at her bonnet, as if the imaginary book were sitting on it. “Would you read said tome?”

“Of course, especially if were something truly fascinating like Latin verbs.”

“Or how to grow grass.”

“Exactly.” Juliana laughed, quite enjoying herself.”
― Cindy Anstey, Love, Lies and Spies