Showing posts with label fire. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fire. Show all posts

Tuesday, 20 November 2012

Hand raised



He stood in his stirrups, a hand raised. “The blessing of God upon you brave woman. And the blessing also on you, Ras Flashman, and His mercy and peace.” He wheeled his horse, and as he passed Gorilla Jane and the shattered wreck of Goram, he added: “Throw him on the fire.” So they did.


Flashman on the March, p.192, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Tuesday, 15 November 2011

Fine-looking fellows



...they were strapping, fine-looking fellows, but you'd not have trusted either of them to light the fire.


Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.228, Harper Collins, 1995.


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Tuesday, 26 July 2011

A clash of armies





       The best way to view a clash of armies is from a hot-air balloon, for not only can you see what’s doing, you’re safely out of the line of fire. I’ve done it once in Paraguay, and there’s nothing to beat it, provided some jealous swine of a husband doesn’t take a cleaver to the cable.


Flashman and the Mountain of Light, p.326, Fontana Paperback edition, 1991.



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Monday, 11 July 2011

The famous "fighting coat"





      All India knew that white coat of Gough’s, the famous “fighting coat” that the crazy old son-of-a-bitch had been flaunting at his foes for fifty years, from South Africa and the Peninsula to the Northwest Frontier. Now he was using it to draw fire from his army to himself (and the two unlucky gallopers whom the selfish old swine had dragged along). It was the maddest-brain trick you ever saw — and, damnation, it worked! I can see him still, holding the tails out and showing his teeth, his white hair streaming in the wind, and the earth exploding round him, for the Sikh gunners took the bait and hammered us with everything they had.






Flashman and the Mountain of Light, p.264, Fontana Paperback edition, 1991.


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Thursday, 16 October 2008

See him still



I can see him still, arms akimbo, flashing eyes, curly head, brilliant smile, and ready to set fire to an orphan asylum to light his cheroot.



Royal Flash, p.220, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1978.




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