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1 " He was a bully. How that saint of a wife of his put up with him is beyond me.” Sod his wife, thought Agatha, gripped by a pang of jealousy. "
― M.C. Beaton , The Blood of an Englishman (Agatha Raisin, #25)
2 " Normally, Agatha’s powerful sex drive would already have plunged her into obsession, but John’s beauty had roused an almost teenage romanticism. "
3 " No!” shouted Agatha. She could not bear the idea of beautiful Toni even breathing the same air as John. “I mean, you’ve got a lot to do. Get on with it and leave the Winter Parva case to me. "
4 " She had a sudden longing to stop the car and go up to a cottage and ask to sit by the fire and forget about the whole blasted business. Then she thought that perhaps she should make a U-turn, go to the vicarage and use her friend, Mrs. Bloxby, as a sounding board. She slowly eased the car round on the icy road and headed back into Carsely. Ten minutes later, Agatha was ensconced in the vicarage drawing room in front of a log fire with a cup of tea in one hand and a buttered scone in the other. Mrs. Bloxby sat quietly with her hands folded in her lap, listening intently. "