Thursday, 1 November 2012

The splendid horseshoe

. . . I was able to get a full view of that extraordinary wonder of the natural world, all six hundred yards of it from the broken cataracts at its western end to the splendid horseshoe on the east. Aye, the devil certainly looks after his own, thinks I, while my Galla escorts sneered and nudged each other and muttered “Walker!” in Amharic.

Flashman on the March, p.145, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.

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