Showing posts with label nose. Show all posts
Showing posts with label nose. Show all posts
Monday, 13 February 2012
Surveying the distance
She was in profile, surveying the distance with a chilling contempt which sat perfectly on a rather horsey face with a curved high-bridged nose. Minor Mittel European royalty to the life, with the same stench-in-the-nostrils look...
Flashman and the Tiger, p.50, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
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Monday, 16 June 2008
The Iron Duke
…the Duke came out; he was white-haired and pretty wrinkled at this time, but that damned hooked nose would have marked him anywhere, and his eyes were like gimlets.
‘Ah, this is the young man,’ says he shaking hands. For all his years he walked with the spring of a jockey, and was very spruce in his grey coat.
Flashman, pp.264-5, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.
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Flashman, 
Flashman quotes,
Arthur Wellesley, 
Duke of Wellington.
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