Showing posts with label Austrian Empire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label Austrian Empire. Show all posts
Tuesday, 7 August 2012
All belly and beard
Admiral Tegethoff, a bluff old sport, all belly and beard, munched her knuckles and gave glad welcome to the begrimed and ragged peon whom she presented as the hoch und wohlgeboren Sir Harry Flashman, former aide, champion, and all-round hero of the campaign . . .
Flashman on the March, p.5, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, champion.
Monday, 6 August 2012
Over the wall
They’d been my associates in a botched attempt to rescue Max on the eve of his execution. We’d failed because (you’ll hardly credit this) the great clown had refused point-blank to escape because it didn’t sort with his imperial dignity, Austro-Hungarian royalty preferring to die than go over the wall.
Flashman on the March, p.5, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, dignity.
Friday, 24 February 2012
Pretty ramshackle
He beagn by asking me what I knew of the Austrian Empire. I retorted that they seemed to be good at losing wars and territory, having been licked lately by France, Prussia, and Italy, for heaven’s sake, and that the whole concern was pretty ramshackle. Beyond that I knew nothing and cared less.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.86, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, empire.
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