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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If you want to call me that, smile

      “Besides, I like your fanciful Indian names—what’s mine, by the way, apart from white-eye?”
      “Don’t you know? Why, ever since you rode with your lance at the pegs, everyone calls you by a fine name: White-Rider-Goes-So-Fast-He-Destroys-the-Wind-with-His-Speed.”
      It sounded not bad, if a bit of a mouthful. “They can’t call me all that every time,” says I.
      “Of course not, foolish one—they shorten it. He-Who-Breaks-the-Wind, or just Wind Breaker.”

Flashman and the Redskins, p.176, Pan Books edition, 1983.

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Trumpets, turtles and titles

‘Titles?’ cries he, smiling. ‘They’re like fine clothes, penny trumpets, and turtle soup – all of slight but equal value.’

Flashman's Lady, p.147, Pan edition, 1979.

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