From Dance on Blood, by Gillian Linscott:

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He must have been all of six foot six, broad and muscular in proportion, with shoulders straining at the seams of his decent dark jacket.... He looked just out of the egg, but a very large egg.

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"The things this house has seen--if it could talk it would have to hold its tongue."

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[And how about this for a great scene ender?]

"And if you were thinking of searching my room, please take care not to crease my cravats."

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It would be unfair to say that his eyes were protruding because they always were, but he was watching her with more than his usual sad intensity.

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[Linscott's narrator also uses the term "aunt-in-law elect" to refer to a character's fiancee's aunt.]