Showing posts with label wager. Show all posts
Showing posts with label wager. Show all posts

Wednesday, 23 May 2012

Bellowing his grievance






Had I ever, I wondered, encountered such an immortally conceited ass with a truer touch for self-destruction? George Custer came to mind. Aye put him and Gordon-Cumming on the edge of a precipice and I’d not care to bet which would tumble first into the void, bellowing his grievance.

Flashman and the Tiger, p.240, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.


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Tuesday, 8 December 2009

Genteel strong man



…there was the messenger of doom, waiting in the hall. A tall chap, almost a swell, but with a jaw too long and an eye too sharp; very respectable, with a hard hat under his arm and a billy in his hip-pocket, I’ll wager. I know a genteel strong man from a government office when I see one.



Flashman in the Great Game, p.25, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.




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