Showing posts with label haw-haw. Show all posts
Showing posts with label haw-haw. Show all posts
Wednesday, 5 September 2012
Complete with a fly-whisk
. . . he was a languid, amiable young haw-haw named Twentyman, a Hussar, complete with fly-whisk and followed by a chico* with a bucket of camphorated water whose duty it was to supply his master with wet clouts to sponge away the dust.
* Native Child
Flashman on the March, p.29, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, hussar.
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