Agatha Raisin And The Walkers Of Dembley Quotes
"It was shining through the slats of the Venetian blind, long arrows of light inching down the wall as the sun sank lower, the sundial of Agatha's working day."
"Her short time away from it, her short time in retirement, had seemed to divorce her from the energy required to drum up publicity for clients from journalists and television companies."
"She had thought that her new-found talent for making friends would have worked for her in the City, but most of the staff were young compared to her fifty-something and preferred to congregate together at lunchtime and after work."
"The best way was to keep him away from the press as much as possible and send in Agatha Raisin."
"Ageing journalists often found themselves relegated to reporting on the social or entertainments page or, worse, to answering readers' letters."
"The trouble is that these new journalists don't know their arses from their elbows."
"Keeping a practised look of admiration on her face as Ross wittered on, her thoughts moved to her neighbour, James Lacey."
"There was something lost and vulnerable in Agatha's bearlike eyes."
"Carsely again. After a long dreary winter and a cold wet spring, the sun was blazing down, and Lilac Lane, where Agatha had her cottage, was living up to its name, heavy with blossoms of white, mauve and purple."
"She stood back a moment and looked affectionately at her cottage, squatting there like a friendly beast under its heavy roof of thatch."
"Jessica could find no fault in Jessica, and this was her great strength."
"Gustav still styled himself 'butler', but in these days of dwindling servants Gustav was really a sort of houseman."
"Don't pay any attention to Gustav. He's potty."
"She had thick, pale, fair hair, permed into curls and waves in a rather old-fashioned style. Her face was very white, almost anaemic, and she wore no makeup."
"Deborah was too intimidated to reply. She walked off down the drive, her face flaming."
"Such women often used sex as a weapon to manipulate people and gain control of them."
"There were people like that who really did not give a fig for the environment, the whales, or anything else, but used protests as a means to gain power."
"Simple fool, thought Agatha loftily and felt herself relax."
"Who the hell did these people think they were, anyway?"
"Never had she felt so timid or inadequate in years."
"Good heavens! Why all the silver? We can't be having that many courses."
"I didn't think of charging anything," said Agatha.
"Cut the crap, you cheeky pillock," she howled.
"I do not think we are going to have a very good summer," said Mrs Tassy.
"You're doing us proud, Gustav," said Sir Charles.
"No one wears real pearls these days," she said.
"Because I didn't want to be accused of it," said Sir Charles patiently.
"I suddenly wanted to have nothing to do with all the fuss and bother."
"I've never heard such cliches since I was at a meeting of the students' union at my college in Cambridge."
"You know, Mrs Raisin, I cannot really have someone trying to help me who is prejudiced."
"I think you're on again, Agatha," he said. "We're going to Barfield House for drinks at six."
"What the world is coming to these days, I don't know."
"This is my husband, so you keep your grubby little hands off him."
"I am so sorry, Agatha. I should have let you explain."
"Considering she's prime suspect number one, she should watch her mouth," said Terry waspishly.
"I sometimes think that we are very quick to counsel young people while neglecting our contemporaries."
"Meaning that a lot of the old advice is still relevant in this wicked age, even for women such as ourselves."
"Men who get what they want outside marriage...are therefore content to stay unmarried."
"It's hard to appreciate the countryside when all you ever see of it is trees and fields whizzing past the car windows."
"I'll never get married. Plenty of crumpet out there."
"She said she had started to drive out in the hope of stopping Jessica making a scene, but then had turned back."
"The trouble with driving everywhere is that one might as well be in London."
"What that wife of yours needs is a good punch in the mouth."
"They say they're liberated, they say they only want sex, and the next thing they're pushing you around."
"Why should they live off the fat of the land and not pay for it?"
"If the road to a man's heart is through his stomach, then I haven't got a hope in hell."
"That sort don't even fart without asking permission from the police."
"Nothing broken. We'd best get you back before he turns the dogs on us."
"I think we might have a Lady in the family soon."
"Provided there was no truth in the rumours, they would soon die out."
"Don't say I didn't warn you," was Gustav's parting shot. "That one's creepy."
"I didn't think comprehensive schools had founders," commented Agatha. "I thought they were founded by the local council."
"But I am...now," thought Agatha, and it feels good.
"You know, seeing Deborah had the best of everything."
"I'm going to marry Sir Charles Fraith and live in that big house," I knew she meant it."
"Why is it," she said in a thin voice, "that I feel I've just escaped from a madhouse?"
"It wouldn't be fitting. I mean, we're not of Sir Charles's class."
"She needs all her money to keep up the right appearance."
"I'll read about it in the society magazines. Just think of that!"
"She says the first thing she's going to do as soon as they are married is get rid of that servant, Gustav."
"He said absolutely nothing to give you that impression. I would never have had sex with you if I thought you were going to jump to this mad conclusion."
"But you'd better get over your headache first before you even think about it."
"I don't need a divorce," snapped Agatha. "My husband's dead."
"I'm marrying James Lacey and I'll kill anyone who tries to stop me!"
"It was something to work for," she said. "You know, seeing Deborah had the best of everything."