‘My God!’ he cries. ‘Betrayed!’
Well, I’d heard the same sort of exclamation before, and I’ve heard it since, and there’s no doubt it’s unnerving. But I doubt if there’s a man living who can move faster with his pants round his ankles than I can…
Flash For Freedom!, p.187, Pan edition, 8th printing, 1980.
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