Showing posts with label perfume. Show all posts
Showing posts with label perfume. Show all posts

Tuesday, 19 January 2010

Ain't as green as he looks



You may smile, but it was a bottle of perfume – you see, Flashy ain’t as green as he looks; it may be coals to Newcastle to take perfume to India, but in my experience, which isn’t inconsiderable, there’s not a woman breathing who isn’t touched by a gift of scent, and it doesn’t matter what age she is, either.



Flashman in the Great Game, pp.79-80, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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