Teaser Tuesday

Teaser Tuesdays is a weekly bookish meme, hosted by MizB of Should Be Reading. Anyone can play along! Just do the following:

• Grab your current read
• Open to a random page
• Share two (2) “teaser” sentences from somewhere on that page
• BE CAREFUL NOT TO INCLUDE SPOILERS! (make sure that what you share doesn’t give too much away! You don’t want to ruin the book for others!)
• Share the title & author, too, so that other TT participants can add the book to their TBR Lists if they like your teasers! 

My Teasers

from Crime and Punishment by Fyodor Dostoevsky:

"Towards the end of a sultry afternoon early in July a young man came out of his little room in Stolyarny Lane and turned slowly and somewhat irresolutely in the direction of Kamenny Bridge.  He had been lucky enough to escape an encounter with his landlady on the stairs." (page 1)

from The Count of Monte Cristo by Alexandre Dumas:

"It was evident that Madame Danglars was suffering from that nervous irritability which women frequently cannot account for even to themselves; or that, as Debray had guessed, she had experienced some secret agitation that she would not confess to anyone.  Being a man who knew that the former of these symptoms was one of the elements of female life, he did not press his inquiries, but waited for a more appropriate opportunity when he should again question her, or receive an avowal proprio motu." (page 703)

from The Death of the Moth by Virginia Woolf:

"Whether Jones should come before Wilkinson or Wilkinson before Jones is not a matter likely to agitate many breasts at the present moment, seeing that more than a hundred and fifty years have rolled over the gentlemen in question and diminished a lustre which, even in their own time, round about the year 1750, was not very bright.  The Rev. Dr. Wilkinson might indeed claim precedence by virtue of his office."  (from "Jones and Wilkinson", page 37)

 from The Devil and Sherlock Holmes: Tales of Murder, Madness, and Obsession by David Grann:

"The fire moved quickly through the house, a one-story wood-frame structure in a working-class neighborhood of Corsicana, in northeast Texas.  Flames spread along the walls, bursting through doorways blistering paint and tiles and furniture." (page 38)