Except by the lion

      During this sisterly exchange I’d been ignored except by the lion, which had ambled up to rub his great head against my ribs — until Masteeat clicked her tongue, at which he trotted out obediently. Meanwhile she continued to pet her “pretty antelope”, the murderous virago who’d tried to dethrone her and was being coddled like a prodigal daughter . . . no, I can’t fathom women.


Flashman on the March, p.154, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Crimson with booze

Even in the South they respected him for his courage; I remember the verdict, delivered to me by a grizzled Alabama veteran, crimson with booze and chewing on his Wheeling tobey:* “Ole Ossawatomie? Well, now, suh, Ah reckon he lived like a skunk — an’ died like a lion.”

* A particularly pungent cigar.

 
Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.348, Harper Collins, 1995.


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He's not dead, he's resting

“Think you’re safe, don’t you, because mortuo leoni et lepores insultant,* is that it?”



*The lion being dead, even hares can insult him





Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.40, Harper Collins, 1995.


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