...Peabody had better retire to her bed; she is clearly in need of recuperative sleep, she has not made a sarcastic remark for fully ten minutes.

Why is a man with a knife after your blood? Who sent him? I would like to write the fellow a letter of thanks!

Don't sound so surprised. I have sensible moments, you know.

If she hasn't learned to appreciate my sterling character and spectacular good looks by this time, it's not likely she will.