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Showing posts with label man. Show all posts

Wednesday, 16 June 2010

A broken firing-pin



      ‘Good God, you don’t mean to say,’ cries I, genuinely appalled, ‘that he got his knocker shot off?’
      ‘Let’s not think about it,’ says he, but I can tell you I went about wincing for the rest of the evening. Poor old White Raja – I mean, I’m a callous chap enough, but there are some tradgedies that truly wring the heart. Mad about that delectable little bouncer Angie Coutts, despot of a country abounding with the juiciest of dusky flashtails just itching for him to exercise the droit de seigneur, and there he was with a broken firing-pin. I don’t know when I’ve been more deeply moved. Still if J.B. were the first man in to rescue Elspeth, she’d be safe enough.

Flashman's Lady, p.133-34, Pan edition, 1979.



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Tuesday, 25 May 2010

Any sensible man



Now that’s the kind of talk that sends any sensible man diving for his hat and the nearest doorway, usually; otherwise you find yourself an hour later scribbling IOUs and trying to think of a false name.




Flashman's Lady, p.63, Pan edition, 1979.



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Thursday, 5 March 2009

Bit of extra side



…for I like to see a man who’s good at something, doing it, and throwing on a bit of extra side, just for show.



Flash For Freedom!, p.165, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.




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