Showing posts with label contempt. Show all posts
Showing posts with label contempt. Show all posts

Monday, 13 February 2012

Surveying the distance



She was in profile, surveying the distance with a chilling contempt which sat perfectly on a rather horsey face with a curved high-bridged nose. Minor Mittel European royalty to the life, with the same stench-in-the-nostrils look...


Flashman and the Tiger, p.50, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.



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Wednesday, 21 December 2011

Don't mistake



      Why, Flashy, you ask, this ain’t pity or sentiment, surely? Not a bit of it: don’t mistake disgust and contempt for the tormentor with compassion for the victim.


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.339, Harper Collins, 1995.


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