Monday, 16 July 2012

His own front-door step

. . . one thing the sight of her distress did for me: I resolved that if Tiger Jack Moran was still alive on Friday morning, it wouldn’t be for want of effort on my part. If the worst came to the worst I’d stalk him home that Thursday night and kill him on his own front-door step and take my chance. (That’s what being a doting grandparent can do to you.)

Flashman and the Tiger, p.304, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.

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