Flashy and the Angel of Death

…he just lay there, coughing weakly, and breathing in little moaning gasps… after a moment he began to mumble; I leaned close, but it was a moment before I could make out what he was saying – in fact, he was singing, in a little whisper at the back of his throat; it was a sad little song, The Lass so good and true, that they call Danny Boy nowadays. I knew at once, without telling, that it was the song his mother had used to sing him to sleep, for he began to smile a little, his eyes closed. I could have kicked the brute…

Flash For Freedom!, p.101, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.

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The wise son

‘The wise son,’ croaked Khan Hamet, opening his mouth for the first time, ‘mistrusts his mother.’ Doubtless he knew his own family best.

Flashman, p.148, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.

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