“Ignore the first; her mental inadequacies can be compensated for. The second’s what I’m interested in. How difficult is it for a normal swordswoman to switch from a double-handed blade to a cavalier rapier?”
“For a normal swordswoman? To reach the standard of a House cavalier primary? You’d need years. For Nav? Three months—” (here Gideon died briefly of gratification; she revived only due to the rising horror consequent of everything else) “—and she’d be up to the standard of the meanest, most behind-hand cavalier alive.”

Gideon the Ninth - Act One, Chapter Four

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When Aiglamene slapped her, it had none of the trembling affrontedness Crux might have slapped her with. She simply backhanded Gideon the way you might hit a barking animal. Gideon’s head was starry with pain.
“You forget yourself, Gideon Nav,” her teacher said shortly. “You’re no slave, but you’ll serve the House of the Ninth until the day you die and then thereafter, and you’ll commit no sin of perfidy in my air."

Gideon the Ninth - Act One, Chapter One

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PRAEDICATOR_FERVENT-Ai: Greetings, [MOSS], How can I assist you? [IT HAS BEEN FOUR (4) DAYS SINCE YOUR LAST LOGIN.] - Attention! Your clearance levels have been updated one hour and forty-two minutes ago [PREVIOUS CLEARANCE AUTHORITY: PARADOXON-LEVEL (GRADE 2) - NEW CLEARANCE AUTHORITY: MYTHIC-LEVEL (GRADE-0) - UPDATED BY "FATHER" RI'IIKO.] - Attention! "FATHER" has left you a video message! Play message? [Y/N] [N]

MOSS: "Praedicator Fervent... If my Husband wishes to speak to me, tell him to speak with me directly... Not over a screen."

PRAEDICATOR_FERVENT-Ai: Understood. My apologies, [MOSS]. Is there anything else I can help you with?

“It was a very perfect moment. The Cohort’s not going to care about that though. Have I mentioned the Cohort? You do know the Cohort, right? The Cohort I’ve left to enlist in … thirty-three times?”
“Save the drama, you baby,” said her sword-master. “I know of your desires.”

Gideon the Ninth - Act One, Chapter One

“Thirty-three times,” repeated Gideon, somewhat wearily. She checked back on her clockwork: fourteen minutes to go. “The last time, she jammed me in the lift. The time before that she turned off the heating and I got frostbite in three toes. Time before that: she poisoned my food and had me crapping blood for a month. Need I go on.”
Her teacher was unmoved. “There was no disservice done. You didn’t get her permission.”

Gideon the Ninth - Act One, Chapter One

Harrowhark kicked Gideon in the face.
For a couple of seconds everything was red and black and white. Gideon’s head lolled to the side as she coughed out a tooth, choking, thrashing to rise. The boot pressed itself to her throat, then down and down and down, forcing her back into the hard grit floor.

Gideon the Ninth - Act One, Chapter Two