Showing posts with label stoat. Show all posts
Showing posts with label stoat. Show all posts

Friday, 25 January 2013

Dam’ few crowned heads



      And their Christianity don't run to morality, not far at least. They lie and deceive with a will, drink to excess, slaughter each other for amusement, and the women couple like stoats. The corollary to their adage that ‘a virtuous woman is a crown to husband’ is that there are dam’ few crowned heads in Abyssinia, and hear, hear! say I, for ’twould be a cruel shame to have all that splendid married pulchritude going to waste.



Flashman on the March, p.22, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


(With thanks to Dundrillon for suggesting this quote.)


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Friday, 20 July 2012

Racing feet



. . . there was the crash of a door being hurled back, feet racing on the stairs — and General Sir Harry Flashman, V.C., K.B, K.C.I.E., was into that closet like an electrifies stoat . . .


Flashman and the Tiger, p.307, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Monday, 8 November 2010

Out from under



I was out from under the canopy like a startled stoat...


Flashman and the Redskins, p.244, Pan Books edition, 1983.




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Wednesday, 20 May 2009

Quivering setter, thrashing stoat




She did him proud, too, with a strapping blonde wench – satin boots and all – and at the sight of her Willy moaned feverishly and pointed, quivering, like a setter. He was trying to clamber all over her almost before the door was closed, and of course he made a fearful mess of it, thrashing away like a stoat in a sack, and getting nowhere.



Flashman at the Charge, p.40, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.




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