Showing posts with label doom. Show all posts
Showing posts with label doom. Show all posts

Monday, 10 September 2012

Beyond all doubt



And blessed if he wasn’t bright-eyed with memory. “Give me your hand, old comrade, and welcome indeed, for I never was so pleased to see anyone, I can tell you!”
     That was the moment when I knew, beyond all doubt, that the doom had come upon me yet again.



Flashman on the March, p.48, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.


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Thursday, 22 December 2011

His matchless mixture



Ironic, ain’t it? He’d failed . . . and found his triumph. Wounded and doomed he was a man uplifted, and he laid it off to them with his matchless mixture of deep sincerity and sheer damned humbug.



Flashman and the Angel of the Lord, p.340, Harper Collins, 1995.


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