Monday, 2 April 2012
Slicing at my neck
God, he was quick! One whip of his hand and his blade was slicing at my neck, and if I hadn't practised my favourite retire, which is to fall backwards, howling, my head would have been on the carpet.
Flashman and the Tiger, p.149, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2000.
Tags: Flashman, Flashman quotes, fencing.
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