Showing posts with label bloothirsty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label bloothirsty. Show all posts
Wednesday, 14 November 2012
A bullet did that
“Are you sick, farangi? Why do you look away? Does the sight of blood distress you?” I looked up to find the bodyguard leaning on his spear; Portly was off on a frolic of his own, seemingly. “Nay, surely not; you have seen your own blood run from a wound.” He pointed to the star-shaped scar on my hand. “A bullet did that.”
“A clean wound is one thing soldier,” says I, and nodded towards the Ladies’ De-ballocking Circle. “That is another.”
Flashman on the March, pp.186-7, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
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Friday, 31 August 2012
Handsome, cruel, and bloodthirsty
To begin with, you must understand that the Abyssinians are like no other Africans, being some kind of Semitic folk who came from Arabia in the far-off time, handsome, cruel, and bloodthirsty, but civilised beyond any in the continent bar the Egyptians . . .
Flashman on the March, p.22, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
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