Death Among the Diamonds Quotes

“The approach to the lake tested the suspension of the Bugatti, and Cressida had to put a reassuring hand out to Ruby, who was bouncing up and down in the passenger seat next to her like a chubby mushroom on a trampoline”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“I don't remember exactly when I decided I wanted to be a novelist - but I think, like a decent pot of tea, it was brewing for some time”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“her”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“around the edges of the grand hall of Chatterton Court. It slipped down the wide stone staircase that wrapped its way around the circular space, emphasising the shadows in the niches behind the stone busts of Chatterton ancestors. Whatever lay up those stairs was no business of his, however. Those”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“turned around, annoyed at himself for not thinking it through. Then he froze. Was that a figure, shrouded in shadow? Who was this up here with him, up his scaffold? His mouth formed the question, but before he could disturb the silence of the hall, he was struck with a thought. Those tremors and shudders… the scaffold wasn’t weakening under his weight; someone else had been climbing the tower. Before”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“And there was still something that William had said earlier about his sister that had caught at the edges of her mind. Like a snagged thread on an unbound hem, it was working its way loose and she couldn't quite find the right end of it to pull it clear...”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“Yes, Chief Inspector, I promise not to do any more sleuthing." Cressida looked suitably chastened as he turned and walked away. Looks, as we all know, however, can be deceiving, and behind her back, Cressida may have crossed her fingers as she'd made her promise. As far as she was concerned, there was a murderer on the loose and a lot more to be untangled here at Chatterton Court - and she rather thought she might be the one to unravel it”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds

“The theft of two thousand pounds' worth of diamonds is a somewhat more serious matter, Miss Fawcett, and if you poke your nose, as elegantly aristocratic as it is, into the whys and wherefores of their disappearance, I fear you might be placing yourself in more danger than merely being struck off the Wicker-Flytes' Christmas card list”
― Fliss Chester, Death Among the Diamonds