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Friday, 19 November 2010

Waiting at Fort Lincoln



“Well,” says he, “if you should change your mind, just remember, there’s always a good horse, a good gun—aye, and a good friend—waiting for you at Fort Lincoln.” He shook my hand.
      “George,” says I earnestly, “I shan’t forget that.” I don’t forget holes in the road or places I owe money, either.



Flashman and the Redskins, p.258, Pan Books edition, 1983.

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