Miss Tarabotti was not

Miss Tarabotti was not certain if he was objecting to the kick or the scream, so she issued both again— with interest. He seemed to be having a difficult time negotiating Alexia’s multiple layers of skirts and ruffles, which formed a particularly efficacious barrier in the tight confines of the hackney. Gail Carriger

Quietly Sophronia added, And

Quietly Sophronia added, And the soot on my dress, sir? I didn’t see anything. Professor Braithwope smiled down at her, showing a small hint of fang. Sophronia grinned back. I’m glad we understand each other, sir. The vampire looked out into the night. This is the right finishing school for you, isn’t it, whot? Yes … Read more

Miss Temminnick, you are

Miss Temminnick, you are in receipt of the highest marks we have ever given in a six-month review. Your mind seems designed for espionage. Nevertheless, you veer away from perfect in matters of etiquette. Do not let these marks go to your head; there are many girls at this school who are better than you. … Read more