Quiz of the Month – January 2013

The word “villain” is derived from the Anglo-French word villein, which means “farmland.”  So, originally a villain was a person tied to the land – someone who was probably uneducated and uncultured.  From that, the word villain evolved into its modern meaning which connotes someone who is evil or sinister.

All of the quotes below have to do with notable villains in literature.  In some cases the quotes have been modified slightly in order to make them concise and to avoid giving away the name of the villain.  Can you guess who the villains are, what works the quotes come from, and who wrote them?  Find the answers at Quiz Answers.  

  1. “See what you have done!” she screamed. “In a minute I shall melt away. . . Didn’t you know water would be the end of me?”
  2. “Welcome to my house! Enter freely and of your own free will!” He made no motion of stepping to meet me, but stood like a statue, as though his gesture of welcome had fixed him into stone. The instant, however, that I had stepped over the threshold, he moved impulsively forward, and holding out his hand grasped mine with a strength which made me wince, an effect which was not lessened by the fact that it seemed cold as ice, more like the hand of a dead than a living man. Again he said, “Welcome to my house! Enter freely. Go safely, and leave something of the happiness you bring!”
  3. “He acted upon this impulse without delay, and choosing the least frequented roads began his journey back, resolved to lie concealed within a short distance of the metropolis [London], and, entering it at dusk by a circuitous route, to proceed straight to that part of it which he had fixed on for his destination.  The dog, though.  If any description of him were out, it would not be forgotten that the dog was missing, and had probably gone with him.  This might lead to his apprehension as he passed along the streets.  He resolved to drown him, and walked on, looking about for a pond: picking up a heavy stone and tying it to his handkerchief as he went.”
  4. “To owe his life to a malefactor, to accept that debt and to repay it; to be, in spite of himself, on a level with a fugitive from justice, and to repay his service with another service; to allow it to be said to him, ‘Go,’ and to say to the latter in his turn: ‘Be free’; to sacrifice to personal motives duty, that general obligation, and to be conscious, in those personal motives, of something that was also general, and, perchance, superior, to betray society in order to remain true to his conscience; that all these absurdities should be realized and should accumulate upon him,—this was what overwhelmed him.  One thing had amazed him,—this was that Jean Valjean should have done him a favor, and one thing petrified him,—that he should have done Jean Valjean a favor.”
  5. “O, beware, my lord, of jealousy; it is the green-ey’d monster, which doth mock the meat it feeds on.  That cuckold lives in bliss, who, certain of his fate, loves not his wronger:  But O, what damned minutes tells he o’er who dotes, yet doubts, suspects, yet strongly loves!”
  6. “Well, well,” said he, at last.  “It seems a pity, but I have done what I could.  I know every move of your game.  You can do nothing before Monday.  It has been a duel between you and me, Mr. Holmes.  You hope to place me in the dock.  I tell you that I will never stand in the dock.  You hope to beat me.  I tell you that you will never beat me.  If you are clever enough to bring destruction upon me, rest assured that I shall do as much to you.”
  7. “Hark ‘e, Tom!–ye think, ‘cause I’ve let you off before, I don’t mean what I say; but, this time, I’ve made up my mind, and counted the cost.  You’ve always stood it out again’ me: now, I’ll conquer ye, or kill ye!–one or t’other.  I’ll count every drop of blood there is in you, and take ‘em, one by one, till ye give up!”
  8. “Don’t be afraid.  I won’t push you.  I won’t stand by you.  You can jump of your own accord.  What’s the use of your staying here at Manderley?  You’re not happy.  Mr. de Winter doesn’t love you.  There’s not much for you to live for, is there?  Why don’t you jump now and have done with it?  Then you won’t be unhappy any more.”
  9. “How touching . . .” it hissed.  “I always value bravery. . . . Yes, boy, your parents were brave. . . . I killed your father first, and he put up a courageous fight . . . but your mother needn’t have died . . . she was trying to protect you. . . . Now give me the Stone, unless you want her to have died in vain.”
  10. “On the afternoon of July 8, 1976, he complained of chest pain.  His restraints were removed in the examining room to make it easier to give him an electrocardiogram.  One of his attendants left the room to smoke, and the other turned away for a second.  The nurse was very quick and strong.  She managed to save one of her eyes.  ‘You may find this curious.’  He took a strip of EKG tape from a drawer and unrolled it on his desk.  He traced the spiky line with his forefinger.  ‘Here, he’s resting on the examining table.  Pulse seventy-two.  Here, he grabs the nurse’s head and pulls her down to him.  Here, he is subdued by the attendant.  He didn’t resist, by the way, though the attendant dislocated his shoulder.  Do you notice the strange thing? His pulse never got over eighty-five.  Even when he tore out her tongue.’ ”
  11. “Bond looked at the man in deep awe.  And only two nights ago he, Bond, had been working on his manual of unarmed combat!  There was nothing, absolutely nothing, in all his reading, all his experience, to approach what he had just witnessed.  This was not a man of flesh and blood.  This was a living club, perhaps the most dangerous animal on the face of the earth.  Bond had to do it, had to give homage to this uniquely dreadful person.  He held out his hand.  The Korean bowed his head and took Bond’s hand in his.  He kept his fingers straight and merely bent his thumb in a light clasp.  It was like holding a piece of board.”
  12. “Wouldn’t they make enchanting fur coats?” she said to her husband.  “For spring wear over a black suit.  We’ve never thought of making coats out of dogs’ skins. . . Lovely, lovely dogs,” she said to them as she got into the striped black-and-white car.  “You’d go so well with my car–and my black-and-white hair.”
  13. “No,” she said.  “There need be no flying.  Go quickly.  Summon all our people to meet me here as speedily as they can.  Call out the giants and the werewolves and the spirits of those trees who are on our side.  Call the Ghouls, and the Boggles, the Ogres and the Minotaurs.  Call the Cruels, the Hags, the Spectres, and the people of the Toadstools.  We will fight.  What?  Have I not still my wand?  Will not their ranks turn into stone even as they come on?  Be off quickly.  I have a little thing to finish here while you are away.”
  14. “Six floors up and 130 metres away he held the rifle very steady and squinted down the telescopic sight.  He could see the features quite clearly, the brow shaded by the peak of the kepi, the peering eyes, the prow-like nose.  He saw the raised saluting hand come down from the peak of the cap, the crossed wires of the sight were spot on the exposed temple.  Softly, gently, he squeezed the trigger. . . .  A split second later he was staring down into the station forecourt as if he could not believe his eyes.  Before the bullet had passed out of the end of the barrel, the President of France had snapped his head forward without warning.  As the assassin watched in disbelief, he [the President] solemnly planted a kiss on each cheek of the man in front of him.  As he himself was a foot taller, he had had to bend forward and down to give the traditional kiss of congratulation that is habitual among the French and certain other nations, but which baffles Anglo-Saxons.”
  15. “Nearly a year later, in the month of October, 18—-, London was startled by a crime of singular ferocity and rendered all the more notable by the high position of the victim. . . And as she [a maid] so sat [by her window] she became aware of an aged and beautiful gentleman with white hair, drawing near along the lane; and advancing to meet him, another and very small gentleman, to whom at first she paid less attention.  When they had come within speech (which was just under the maid’s eyes) the older man bowed and accosted the other with a very pretty manner of politeness. . . Presently her eye wandered to the other, and she was surprised to recognise in him a certain Mr. ____, who had once visited her master and for whom she had conceived a dislike.  He had in his hand a heavy cane, with which he was trifling; but he answered never a word, and seemed to listen with an ill-contained impatience.  And then all of a sudden he broke out in a great flame of anger, stamping with his foot, brandishing the cane, and carrying on (as the maid described it) like a madman.  The old gentleman took a step back, with the air of one very much surprised and a trifle hurt; and at that Mr. ____ broke out of all bounds and clubbed him [the old gentleman] to the earth.  And next moment, with ape-like fury, he was trampling his victim under foot and hailing down a storm of blows, under which the bones were audibly shattered and the body jumped upon the roadway.  At the horror of these sights and sounds, the maid fainted.”
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