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523 pages, Hardcover
First published January 1, 2010
“Since that time Saracen had been making a name for himself. That name was not ‘Saracen’. Indeed the name was more along the lines of ‘that hell-fowl’, ‘did-you-see-what-it-did-to-my-leg’, ‘kill-it-kill-it-there-it-goes’ or ‘what’s-that-chirfugging-goose-done-now’.”
“Revenge is a dish best served unexpectedly and from a distance - like a thrown trifle.”
“ 'That,' he whispered, 'is unthinkable.' In Mosca’s experience, such statements generally meant that a thing was perfectly thinkable, but that the speaker did not want to think it.”
“ 'One of the two of us,' thought Mosca, 'is in a lot of trouble right now. I wonder which of us it is? She isn’t turning pale or plucking at her handkerchief. Oh draggles, I think it’s me.' ”
“What made a girl a damsel in distress? Were they not allowed claws? Mosca had a hunch that if all damsels had claws, they would spend a lot less time in distress.”
“ 'Just between you and me,’ Mosca whispered, ‘radicalism is all about walkin’ on the grass.' ”
"Mosca's only answer was silence. Clent's first mistake was assuming that this was a sign of defeat. His second was taking his eye off her five minutes later."
"Revenge is a dish best served unexpectedly and from a distance - like a thrown trifle.”