Dorothy L. Sayers,
Whose Body? — Chapter VII
(1923)
“ You want to hunt down a murderer for the sport of the thing and then shake hands with him and say, 'Well played—hard luck—you shall have your revenge tomorrow!' Well, you can't do it like that. Life's not a football match. You want to be a sportsman. You can't be a sportsman. You're a responsible person.""I don't think you ought to read so much theology," said Lord Peter. ”
Dorothy L. Sayers,
Whose Body? — Chapter VII
(1923)
“ Bunter laid an accusing finger on a slight stain of grease showing across the light cloth."I wish to God I'd never let you grow into a privileged family retainer, Bunter," said Lord Peter, bitterly, dashing his walking-stick into the umbrella-stand. "You've no conception of the mistakes my mother may be making."Mr. Bunter smiled grimly and led his victim away.When an immaculate Lord Peter was ushered, rather late for lunch, into Lady Swaffham's drawing-room, the Dowager Duchess of Denver was seated on a sofa, plunged in intimate conversation with Mr. John P. Milligan of Chicago. ”
Dorothy L. Sayers,
Whose Body? — Chapter VII
(1923)
“ "One demands a little originality in these days, even from murderers," said Lady Swaffham. "Like dramatists, you know—so much easier in Shakespeare's time, wasn't it? Always the same girl dressed up as a man, and even that borrowed from Boccaccio or Dante or somebody. I'm sure if I'd been a Shakespeare hero, the very minute I saw a slim-legged young page-boy I'd have said: 'Odsbodikins! There's that girl again!'""That's just what happened, as a matter of fact," said Lord Peter. ”
