He held his hand out. I shook hands with him, but not as if I had been longing for the moment to arrive.from The Little Sister, 1949, by Raymond Chandler
“I’m telling you this mostly so you won’t try to hang any murders on Kingsley that don’t belong on him. If there is one that does, let it hang.”
“Is that why you’re telling me?” he asked.
“I thought maybe it was because you hated my guts,” he said.
“I’m all done with hating you,” I said. “It’s all washed out of me. I hate people hard, but I don’t hate them very long.”from The Lady in the Lake, 1943, by Raymond Chandler
It didn’t bother me none. I don’t bother at all easy.from The Lady in the Lake, 1943, by Raymond Chandler
The [hotel] clerk snapped at Degarmo’s back like a terrier.
“One moment, please. Whom did you wish to see?”
Degarmo spun on his heel and looked at me wonderingly. “Did he say ‘whom’?”
“Yeah, but don’t hit him,” I said. “There is such a word.”
Degarmo licked his lips. “I knew there was,” he said. “I often wondered where they kept it.”from The Lady in the Lake, 1943, by Raymond Chandler