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maybe the best first line in the series?? (nothing to do with recency bias.)
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maybe the best first line in the series?? (nothing to do with recency bias.)
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“Never fear,” I cried. “I will be with you to the end, my dear, and after. But I will not follow till I have avenged you!”
Amelia Peabody in The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters
“Professor Emerson is not only the bravest of men, he is one of the most intelligence. No doubt your weaker wits are unable to follow the shrewd reasoning that guides his every action. I will brook no criticism of my husband, Mr. Forthright--especially from you.”
Amelia Peabody in The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters
“Have you ever read The Moonstone, Emerson?”
“You know I don’t share your trashy taste in literature, Peabody.”
The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters
“Why are we always getting into situations like this, Peabody? Why can’t I conduct a simple archaeological excavation?”
Radcliffe Emerson in The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters
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Emerson pushed a pair of spears aside and hurried to me. “What an anticlimax,” he remarked. “Here, Peabody, don’t faint of anything of that sort. We must continue to keep up appearances.”
“I have no intention of doing anything so absurd,” I assured him.
“Then stop mumbling into my collarbone and let go my shirt.”
I wiped my eyes on the remains of that garment before I complied. “Another shirt ruined, Emerson! You are so hard on them.”
The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters
“Sarcasm does not become you, Emerson. I am quite serious. There must be some way we can increase our prestige, inspire awe and terror. . . . Emerson! Is there by chance an eclipse of the sun imminent?”
Emerson took his pipe out of his mouth and stared at me. “How the devil should I know, Peabody?”
The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters
“I did everything I could to dissuade him.”
I put my hand over his lips. “You will wake Ramses.”
“Ramses is not asleep,” Emerson mumbled. “I don’t think he ever sleeps. Are you asleep, Ramses?”
“No, Papa.”
The Last Camel Died at Noon by Elizabeth Peters