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(I may have used this line somewhere, years ago!)
Complete this phrase: Roger - "I'm afraid it has come to my attention that you lied on your resume, Miss Evans, and I'm firing you for falsely claiming that you studied and are proficient in...!!"
digging for truffles with your nose
Fill in the blank: "Bramwell and Catherine felt like children when Flora reprimanded them for ________ in the woods!!"
digging with their noses around tree roots for truffles
Fill in the blank:
Naomi: "I don't know that I have the stomach for _____ in the woods anymore Reverend!!"
sniffing at tree roots for truffles
Laura's room - Quentin helps Laura inside and into bed. Nervous, he keeps licking his lips. He turns on the lamp. Laura lies there, pale, breathing heavily. She gazes at him. Rest, he urges-- the doctor will be here soon. He leans in close. "How do you feel now, too weak to talk?" he asks--what's happened to you? You already know, she says--you're much too concerned. Of course, he says, grinning, we wouldn't want anything to happen to you now. I don't know how it was possible, says Laura, but you did this to me--it couldn't have been anyone else. I don't know what you're talking about, says Q. "You're trying to kill me," she accuses. Oh, he says, now that is a very strong accusation--tell me, he says, touching her, do you have any way of proving that? I'll find a way, she assures him--you'll pay for this. I don't think you have that much time left, says Q. He's right beside her, very close, almost in bed with her.She raises her head and orders him to get out. He suggests she doesn't exert herself--you don't have energy to spare, do you?--ohhh, now don't look at me that way, it almost compels me to feel sorry for you. I wouldn't want your pity, she says. And you wouldn't get it, he retorts--and for a very good reason--I recall an incident at the cottage the other evening--we both thought that I was dying. . .I asked you to help me, and you refused, you left me there to die--now I do believe that one bad turn does deserve another? He moves to kiss her mouth; she turns away. He grabs her face and forces a kiss on her mouth. "Why, your lips are ice cold," he says viciously--"Goodbye, Laura." And after a last caress of her face and shoulder, Quentin leaves his former lover alone, presumably to die.[/spoiler]