Monday 21 February 2011

Speak civil



...I had to crawl the whole damned way, dragging those beastly irons, and staring at the reflection of the naked, bearded wretch in the glassy floor beneath me. Hollo, Flashy, old son, I thought, bellows to mend again, my boy, but you keep going and speak civil to the gentleman and you'll get a sugar plum at tea.


Flashman and the Dragon, p.204, Fontana Paperback edition, 1986.



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