Showing posts with label desire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label desire. Show all posts

Friday, 23 March 2012

Carnal intent, hurrah!



      The discovery that you've been sold a pup is always disconcerting, but your reaction depends on age and experience. In infancy you burst into tears and smash something; in adolescence you may be bewildered (as I was when Lady Geraldine lured me into the long grass on flase pretence and then set about me with carnal intent, hurrah!); in riper manhood common sense usually tells you to bolt, which was my instinct on the Pearl River when I learned that my lorcha was carrying not opium, as I'd supposed, but guns for the Taiping rebels. But at sixty-one your brain works faster than your legs, so you reflect, and as often as not reach the right answer by intuition as well as reason.

Flashman and the Tiger, p.134, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.

 
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Friday, 28 May 2010

Girlish fancies




Elspeth said it gave him the corsair touch, so I made a note to roger her twice that night, just to quell these girlish fancies. All this reading Byron ain’t good for young women.



Flashman's Lady, p.87, Pan edition, 1979.



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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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