Showing posts with label disgusted. Show all posts
Showing posts with label disgusted. Show all posts
Wednesday, 21 December 2011
Don't mistake
Why, Flashy, you ask, this ain’t pity or sentiment, surely? Not a bit of it: don’t mistake disgust and contempt for the tormentor with compassion for the victim.
Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.339, Harper Collins, 1995.
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Thursday, 22 April 2010
And that lot
‘…Flashman’s brutality had disgusted most even of his own intimate friends …’ No, by God, there was one downright, shameful lie – the kind of friends I had at Rugby you couldn’t have disgusted, not Speedicut and Rattle and that lot…
Flashman in the Great Game, p.335, Pan edition, 4th printing, 1979.
Saturday, 27 January 2007
Thomas Arnold

He was standing before the fireplace, with his hands behind looping up his coat-tails, and a face like Turk at a christening. He had eyes like sabre-points, and his face was pale and carried that disgusted look that he kept for these occasions.
Flashman, p. 14, Pan edition 12th printing, 1979.
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