Tuesday, 24 April 2012

Shaken and desperate

. . . if it had shaken him to the point where I was his dear Harry, he must be desperate. I'd steered him out of more than one scrape in the past, and here he was again, looking at me like an owl in labour.

Flashman and the Tiger, p.216, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.

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