The Marx bother

I found myself hoping that she would be thwarted of her vengeance on my big-headed revolutionary; whoever he was, he had looked the kind of likely lad who would sooner spar with the peelers than eat his dinner, and keep things lively all round.

Royal Flash, p.165, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1978.

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Virtue and whisky

He wasn’t a big chap, in height, but he was built like a bull across the shoulders, with a huge, shaggy head and a beard like a sweep’s broom. Even at that distance I could see the flashing eyes as he thundered out his message, thumping the air with his fist and laying it off like a Mississippi camp-meeting preacher full of virtue and 40-rod whisky.

Royal Flash, pp.163-4, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1978.

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