But we stopped off for punch on the way, and the little snirp got so fuddled he couldn’t even walk, We helped him along, but he was maudlin, so we took off his trousers in an alley off Regent street, painted his arse with blacking which we bought for a penny on the way, and then shouted, ‘Come on, peelers! Here’s the scourge of A Division waiting to set about you!’ And as soon as the bobbies hove in sight we cut, and left them to find our little friend, nose down in the gutter with his black bum sticking in the air.
Flashman at the Charge, p.25, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.
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