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November 5, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Dover One, by Joyce Porter:

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She groped behind her for a chair and collapsed into it, still staring at Dover like a person anxious not to miss whatever's going to happen next on TV.

***
"I love people," she had declared in one of her books, "people are my meat and drink!" It was to be hoped that Dover wouldn't give her indigestion.

***
"It's no good going round with an open mind like a vacuum cleaner because all you'll finish up with is..." Dover paused to work this one out "...is fluff!" he concluded triumphantly.

***
"I don't think we'd better discuss it on the phone, sir, the local exchange is bound to be listening in."
"Well, of all the blooming cheek!" crackled an outraged female voice, and there was a loud click.

***
At Christmas-time some children have the distressing habit of blowing up toy balloons to their fullest extent and then releasing them so that the air rushes out of the mouthpiece and the rapidly deflating balloon shoots around dementedly all over the place. This is how Dover habitually rose to a crisis, with the same undignified lack of control and pretty much the same kind of noise.
***
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November 2, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From A Going Concern, by Catherine Aird:

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[Vis-a-vis this book's firm of solicitors: "Messrs Puckle, Puckle, and Nunnery"]
Amelia's mind had gone off at a complete tangent, trying to work out however many Puckles there must be in the firm. The old saw about thrift came into her mind: "Many a mickle makes a muckle..." Could it be a case of many a client making a Puckle?

***
She struggled for the right words. She must say something that had no connection at all with Cock Robin.

***
Detective Inspector Sloan said nothing at all rather loudly.

***
Amelia used to describe her father as absentminded until Phoebe Plantin had explained that he wasn't absentminded at all, but single-minded, which was quite different but had the same effect.

***
"Shouldn't be surprised," said Phoebe Plantin, who had ceased to be surprised long ago.

***
Miller...was...thin as a yard of rainwater.
[I guess a yard of rainwater is even thinner than a yard of ale, because ale is thicker than water. Btw, "thin as a yard of rainwater" appears to have no currency outside of this book.]

***
She was either too young or too old for the works of Evelyn Waugh.

***
"I dare say both companies are pretty big fish in your neck of the woods..."
"It's a small pond," conceded Sloan, who could mix a metaphor as well as the next man.

***
Mr Henryson looked up with the mild uninterest of the secondhand bookseller as Amelia entered.

***
"I think that they--whoever they might have been--can't have found what they were searching for at the Grange..."
"Whatever that might have been," said Leeyes, whose highly idiosyncratic approach to algebra had never--without argument--got past the point of letting a equal one thing and b another. He was a little better at allowing the letter x stand for the unknown quantity: but not much.

***
"Ah!"
Sloan couldn't remember the name of the man who had said "But me no buts" but he felt a considerable fellow-feeling towards him, and would have liked himself to have said "Ah me no ahs" to the superintendent but didn't think he should.
[Tangent: Back in the mid-1980s, I wrote a short story called "The 'Ah' Sound."]
***

[Bonus: An offstage character named Perpetua. She's long deceased, but I guess a name like that has indefinite staying power!]
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October 29, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From A Most Immoral Murder, by Harriette Ashbrook:

***
["Things" dept.]
He knew...that among the services expected of a gentleman's gentleman is the "laying out" of a gentleman's "things." But what, he asked himself, if the gentleman has no "things"?
***
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October 28, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From My Brother Was an Only Child, by Jack Douglas

***
To hell with Chapter 19. Every damn book has a Chapter 19.

[via Encyclopedia of American Humorists]
***

From The Rest of My Life, by Carolyn Wells:

***

If I begin a book or if a friend begins to tell me a story, my thoughts leap to the inevitable or probable denouement.

[Also via the Encyc. of Amer. Humorists, which states that "Carolyn Wells had a 'leaping mind.'"]

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October 26, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From The Letter of the Law, by Carole Berry:

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[From the preface]
As for my prose, I apologize. It suffers from too many years on the lunatic fringe of law firms such as Ely Sneed. I was able to curb a regrettable tendency to begin paragraphs with "now," "therefore," and "to wit." My editor's blue pencil took care of the "notwithstandings" and "albeits." An "inasmuch as" may have slipped through, though. You can only do so much.

***
She had once been "on the stage," or had been on the stage once. Whether burlesque, a high school play, or the Royal Shakespeare Company was never made quite clear.

***
Ely Sneed had committees like gardeners have crabgrass....Battle one committee down and another would spring up in its place.

***
[Flapping dept.]
Her voice rose, she rose, her napkin rose and flapped through the air.

***
If I could hear his shoe creaking, what about my watch ticking? The power of suggestion became almost more than I could stand; it sounded like Big Ben was in the closet with me.
***
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October 24, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From In a Canadian Canoe, by Barry Pain:

***
I suppose you know that Art and Music are separated now. They sometimes meet, but they never speak.
--"On Art and Sardines,--but more especially Sardines"

***
Materialistic friends have told me that too much pudding will cause exaltation.
--"On Exaltation"

***
Edgar Allan Poe quoted these lines in his lecture on The Poetic Principle, and remarked on their insouciance. Well, he's dead.
--"On Exaltation"

***
A train should never be allowed to go anywhere, but only back to the place whence it came.
--"On Reflection"

***
I should like these pages to be of solid, material use to any young men who are really trying to lead the philosophical life, and are quite earnest in their desire to avoid the Scylla of action without falling into the Charybdis of thought.
--"On Reflection"

***
We went so fast that a sparrow seemed to be literally flying past me. I believe that was what it actually was doing.
--"A Storm on the Backs"

***
No one objects more than the well-trained loafer to enforced laziness.... It is not the waiting which the loafer minds: it is the having to wait.
--"On Loafing"
***
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October 22, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From False Evidence, by Harry Carmichael:

***
"If you want me to write your Column on Crime just say the word and I'll put you on our redundant list--with pleasure."
"To be redundant with pleasure is preferable to being redundant without."

***
"D'ye think Ah came up the Clyde in a wheelbarrow?"

[This rhetorical question was new to me! But I see that it's part of a whole "thing": https://www.dsl.ac.uk/entry/snd/sndns901]

***
"Please don't be offended if I say I am beholden to you...whatever that might mean."

***
"If it's any of your business I'd also inform you that it's none of your business."

***
"But I couldn't see the wood for the trees...and I planted the forest myself."

***
"Give me a ring later in the day and maybe we'll marry your vague notion to my vague notion."

***
"Don't play the fool?"
"Why not? I'm good at it."
***

[Bonus: From a review of a different Carmichael book, excerpted on the dust jacket of this one: "He zigs when you expect him to zag, but never fails to arrive at a zonko ending." Who knew that the way to one-up the zigging/zagging trope was by employing a zonko!]

[Also: The protagonist sometimes says "De-da...de-da...de-da," in the sense of "etc., etc." or "yada yada." I've never heard this before, and I don't know whether it has general currency.]
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October 20, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Honestly Now! by Jack Sharkey:

***

"Oh, dear. Is she one of those?" [i.e., an overly demanding hotel guest]
"Madame Umbro is at least two of those!"
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October 19, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From The Convivial Codfish, by Charlotte MacLeod:

***
[The necklace] couldn't have fallen off. Those massive, overlapping links had been clinched together for aeons to come by an old-time artisan who'd known whereof he clinched.

***
"He was in a highly aggravated state of profanity when I left him."

***
"A man doesn't go buying a new set of false whiskers every day in the week, does he?"

***
"Look at this." He pulled out a long drawer filled with beards and mustaches in every possible shade and design. "And this, and this, and this."
He seemed ready to go on slamming drawers and waving beards indefinitely, but Max conceded the point.

***
Max opened his eyes and smiled, causing his mustache to twist beguilingly though he hadn't intended it to.

***
An avocado plant some seven feet high had its pot mounted on roller skates and its branches festooned with strings of gilded peanuts.
***
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October 17, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From One Kind and Another, by Barry Pain:

***
Old Paget is a solid, dreary man, without one spark of humour in him. Compared with Paget, Bradshaw's time-tables are fanciful.

***
He was seated in a Bond Street tea-shoppe, eating something unpleasant that made his fingers sticky, while Mrs. Tyson did what was necessary with a muffin.

***
"Even an uneducated costermonger in the gallery will see Capulet's garden or the cell of Friar Laurence, and will see it the more clearly because it will not be there."
***

[Bonus name: Mr.  Waffle]
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October 15, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From The Old Contemptibles, by Martha Grimes:

***
Here he'd been drawing a cow when he should have been thinking up a story.

***
[You recently discovered that, after all, there *is* such a person as Nobody. Well, now here's Everyone.]

"Hell's bells, it's six p.m., where is everyone?"
"Right here, old sweat," said Marshall Trueblood, Long Piddleton's Everyone.

***
It was very difficult to describe Castle Howe without a fulsome use of italics.

***
""Agnosco veteris vestigia flammae.'"[....]
"I wish you'd stop saying that."[....]
"I've only said it twice...in ten years."[....]
"Do you have to say it?"
"Yes."[....]
"Why?"
"It's the only Latin I know."
***
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October 12, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From The Plain Old Man, by Charlotte MacLeod:

***
Well, these things were sent to test us, as Cousin Mabel was wont to say. The rest of the family were more inclined to assume Cousin Mabel had been sent to test them.

***
Emma chatted on about their...program for the day while Sarah went on with her breakfast. The costumes were being verbally pressed when the doorbell rang.

***
"Come on, chin up. Stiff upper lip."
"Stiff upper horsefeathers!"

***
Dolph Kelling loomed behind, looking like the chairman of a society for the prevention of something or other.
***

[Bonus: Someone is said to be "making a horse's necktie of himself." A quick Google Books search suggests that this may be a Charlotte MacLeod original.]
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October 10, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Stories and Interludes, by Barry Pain:

Old Dr. Farnham told the story of the blind zebra once more.

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October 8, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Sam the Sudden, by Wodehouse:


***
“That wastepaper basket over there has been in my office only four days, and already it knows more about the export and import business than you would learn if you stayed here fifty years."

***
[Who Needs Context? dept.]
Sam had many excellent qualities, but he did not in the least resemble a potted geranium.

***
Their windows are dirty and forlorn and most of the lettering outside has been worn away, so that on the second floor it would appear that trade is being carried on by the Ja— & Sum—r— Rub— Co., while just above, Messrs. Smith, R-bi-s-n & G——, that mystic firm, are dealing in something curtly described as c——.

***
[Walking Quasi-Reference Books dept.]
One of the things that make these old retainers so hard to bear is that they are so often walking editions of the chroniques scandaleuses of the family.

***
Swiftly reaching a decision, he went to the desk and took out a cable form.
The wording of the cable gave him some little trouble. The first version was so condensed that he could not understand it himself.
***

[Bonus: A nightclub called the Angry Cheese]
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October 6, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Farewell My Herring, by L. C. Tyler:

***
Somewhere in the background we could hear the clock in the hallway ticking slowly and confidently, as if it knew something we didn't.

***
"Maybe a little bird told me."
"That's rather unlikely up here, don't you think?"
"It could have been a snow bunting."
"No, it couldn't. You don't get them in Yorkshire."
***
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October 5, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Something the Cat Dragged In, by Charlotte MacLeod:

***
He'd never been one to bestir himself at first crack of dawn. Or second crack, either, if there was such a thing.

***
She herself had been a Swope from Lumpkin Upper Mills. Why any group claiming to be "dedicated to the preservation of our heritage" had passed up its chance to take in both a Lomax and a Swope at one swoop was something she'd never understand to her dying day.

***
Mrs. Lomax explained the cushion situation in detail, and threw in a few dark hints about the antimacassars for good measure.

***
"The organ may be gone, but the music remains. That's what my great-aunt Mabel used to say after they took out her whatevers."
"Never you mind your great-aunt's whatevers."

***
He'd only just got nicely launched into a dream of cruising down the great, gray-green, greasy Limpopo River in a sternwheeler, searching for the perfect alligator pear and weeping crocodile tears because he couldn't find any.

***
"Peter! Peter, wait. Is it true?"
"I can't wait. I have a class. It probably isn't."
***

[Bonus: A character named Ruth Smuth]
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October 3, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Robinson Crusoe's Return, by Barry Pain:

***
We got into a carriage...which he told me was in the vulgar parlance called a four-wheeler; and when I asked him what the reason for that might be, he answered that it was because the Emperor of Timbuctoo's aunt rode once in one.

***
For sheer intelligence I doubt if there is anything which can compete with a good tide.
***


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October 1, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Amendment of Life, by Catherine Aird:

***
"What's wrong with [my dressing gown]?"
"Old age," she said crisply.
"People live longer these days," he said. "Why shouldn't dressing gowns?"

***
"The rest of all this paperwork you can take away and go through while I sit and think about object waves meeting reference waves and cabbages and kings."
***
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September 29, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Here Lies Jeremy Troy, by Jack Sharkey:

***

"Don't play innocent with me—I'll play by myself!"
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September 28, 2021 (permalink)


Jonathan Caws-Elwitt

unearths some literary gems.

From Jerusalem Inn, by Martha Grimes:

***
"Want to see a trick?"
[....]
"Sure. If it's a good one."
The uncertainty of his acceptance seemed to please her. Probably, she had expected No. She would have taken Yes, unimaginative as that reply would have been. But that her trick was being measured off against other unknown and even better tricks made it pleasantly risky.

***
Plant had always considered Trueblood more of an event than a person.

***
"I'm going to have an early night," said Lady Stubbings. It was a line [in a book] that Melrose Plant could easily have dispensed with--weren't they forever having their "early nights"?--but in this case, he found the line especially excruciating and wished the whole lot of them would have an early night.

***
"I thought she married that Italian duke, or whatever."
"Count. No. He's floating in Venice. I suspect she's got cold feet. Wet feet, rather."

***
"You're carrying a cue in your oboe case," Melrose said to Tom.
[...]
"You ever try playing snooker with an oboe?"

***
"I made myself an authority on Mesopotamia; that way they think I must know a lot about everything else. It's amazing, really, how much people think you must know if you know about something nobody else much cares about."

[I could be wrong, but I think that's an actual ploy from the Stephen Potter canon.]

***

[Bonus: A character called Mrs. Withersby (not quite a Wetherbee)]
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