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1 " Why weren't there any women in Jesus' gang?’ asked Winnifred. ‘Jesus' gang?’ echoed the vicar surprised. ‘Jesus never had a gang. Ah— you mean the Twelve.’ Winnifred nodded. The vicar looked perplexed. ‘Well, it wouldn't really have been appropriate, would it?’ ‘Why not?’ I asked. ‘It just wouldn't,’ replied the vicar, looking annoyed at my question. ‘But Jesus had a lot of girl friends,’ said Pearl. ‘He certainly didn't,’ replied the vicar, shocked. ‘But Vicar, what about Mary and Martha, the sisters of Lazarus? The Bible says that Jesus loved them,’ insisted Pearl. ‘And then there was Mary Magdalene,’ I added. ‘She wanted to hug him in Joseph's garden when he had just come out of the tomb, but Jesus told her not to touch him.’ ‘Yes— well—’ said the vicar uncertainly. ‘They were good followers of Jesus and they loved him— as we should all love him. No more questions now. We will be starting the service shortly.’ ‘Not very helpful,’ I whispered to Winnifred. ‘If Jesus had had a few women in his group of twelve, it would be much easier to know how to live with them. "
― Peter St. John , Gang Loyalty (Gang Books #4)
2 " The subject of kissing seemed to be an awkward one. Better keep quiet about it in future. What was obviously important, was to kiss; not talk about it. "
3 " Yes, it would really mean something to be kissed by Jenno. "
4 " It 'appens to be true. An' if'n yew want ter stay moi friend, yew'd best 'old yer turpitudinous twaddle of a tongue an' listen fer once. "
5 " We're going to have a woman lodger.’ ‘Cripes,’ said Jenno. ‘That'll cramp yer style a bit. "
― Peter St. John , Gang Spies (Gang Books #6)
6 " Listen Peter,’ he said seriously. ‘What I'm about to say is extremely important, not only for your own good, but for the good of everybody. You've certainly seen the war posters about careless talk costing lives.’ I nodded. ‘What you've just said is an example of careless talk. It's very dangerous. It could even cost your own life. "
7 " Yew? Not roight in the 'ead? Jus' let me tell yew somefink yew cockeyed idiot. Oi moight call yew daft sometimes, but that don't mean yew're crazy. If'n yew're not roight in the head, then Oi'm Mussolini's fairy godmother. "
8 " You cackle a lot, but don't lay any eggs. "
9 " Cripes, ol' slow-boat Peter. D'yew always do wot yew're told— loike at school?’ ‘You know the answer to that.’ ‘So neither don't Oi.’ ‘Do I.’ Jenno sighed. We both laughed. ‘Do I,’ she repeated. She grinned at me. ‘Oi c'n be independent too, if'n Oi want. "
