Showing posts with label loyalty. Show all posts
Showing posts with label loyalty. Show all posts

Monday, 1 October 2012

Something about slaves



“ . . . but I’ll tell you something about slaves: however devoted and loving and like bloody spaniels they seem, they never forgive their owners for owning ’em.”


Flashman on the March, pp.86-7, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Thursday, 2 August 2012

Max or die mes enfants






       You see, I’d been his fairly loyal aide-de-camp in his recent futile struggle against Juarez’s republicans — not a post I’d taken from choice, but I’d been a deserter from the French Foreign Legion at the time.


Flashman on the March, p.4, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Monday, 20 June 2011

Hell and back



“You don’t know the Sikhs, sir, I do. They’ll fight their way to hell and back . . . for that little boy. And for their salt.”


Flashman and the Mountain of Light, p.212, Fontana Paperback edition, 1991.



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Thursday, 10 June 2010

Brave, cheery and deadly



      ‘Sea Dyaks,’ says Stuart. ‘The bravest, cheeriest folk you’ll ever see – fight like tigers, cruel as the grave, but loyal as Swiss.’



Flashman's Lady, p.130, Pan edition, 1979.



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Thursday, 25 February 2010

Proud as Lucifer


…he was a big, rangy Punjabi Mussulman, a veteran of Aliwal, and the frontier, proud as Lucifer of his stripes and himself, the kind of devoted ass who thinks his colonel is his father and even breaks wind by numbers.



Flashman in the Great Game, p.144, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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Tuesday, 7 April 2009

Yankee sauce



He stood considering me. ‘What a worthless creature you are – what shreds of loyalty have you, you object?’
   ‘Plenty – to myself,’ says I. ‘Just as you have, Captain Spring.’
    His scar went pink; then he laughed again. ‘Well, well. You’ve picked up some Yankee sauce over here, I believe.



Flash For Freedom!, p.277, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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