Showing posts with label conceited. Show all posts
Showing posts with label conceited. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Bellowing his grievance






Had I ever, I wondered, encountered such an immortally conceited ass with a truer touch for self-destruction? George Custer came to mind. Aye put him and Gordon-Cumming on the edge of a precipice and I’d not care to bet which would tumble first into the void, bellowing his grievance.

Flashman and the Tiger, p.240, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Monday, 5 January 2009

Player's refrain (part 2)



And as I threw myself headlong over the gunwale the ridiculous thought flashed through my mind: bonny black cavalry whiskers, they can’t resist them.



Flash For Freedom!, p.83, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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Wednesday, 31 December 2008

The player's refrain



I could see she fancied me; black or white, savage or duchess, they’re all alike.



Flash For Freedom!, p.78, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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