Showing posts with label thrashed. Show all posts
Showing posts with label thrashed. Show all posts
Monday, 27 August 2012
Frowning judicially
“Wot abaht the slaves, sir?” says bosun. “Them black devils is liable to cut their throats aht o’ spite if we sink her.”
Ballantyne weighed this for a good two seconds, frowning judicially like Buggins Major undecided whether to thrash Juggins minor or set him a hundred lines of Virgil.
Flashman on the March, p.19, Harper Collins, paperback edition 2005.
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Wednesday, 20 May 2009
Quivering setter, thrashing stoat

She did him proud, too, with a strapping blonde wench – satin boots and all – and at the sight of her Willy moaned feverishly and pointed, quivering, like a setter. He was trying to clamber all over her almost before the door was closed, and of course he made a fearful mess of it, thrashing away like a stoat in a sack, and getting nowhere.
Flashman at the Charge, p.40, Pan edition, 5th printing, 1979.
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Wednesday, 31 January 2007
A genius for boot polish
I had got an excellent servant, named Basset, a square-headed oaf who knew everything a soldier ought to know and nothing more, and with a genius for boot-polish. I thrashed him early in our acquaintance, and he seemed to think the better of me for it, and treated me as dog does its master.Flashman, p. 34, Pan edition, 12th printing, 1979.
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