Flashman's Retreat

The last post

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Fri, 10 May 2013 06:40:00 +0000

The post Farewell Flash Harry was, unsurprisingly, the final quote from Mr American and sees the completion of the Flashman’s Retreat compendium and the end of regular updates of this blog.

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Farewell Flash Harry

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Wed, 08 May 2013 01:09:00 +0000

     ‘Well, if you don’t mind,’ said Mr Franklin, ‘I feel I ought to get out here.’ The old gentleman, he told himself yet again, was decidedly unsafe. ‘I hope you don’t think I’m running out — ’
      ‘I do,’ said the veteran promptly. ‘And I commend you for it. First sign of exceptional character I’ve detected in you. But you’re missing a great chance, you know.’ He tapped Mr Franklin on the knee. ‘The first man I ever rode through those gates with was the Duke of Wellington, seventy-two years ago. Wouldn’t you like to be the last?’
      Mr Franklin hesitated. He was amused, and astonished, and a little touched. He looked into the mischievous, grinning old face, then shook his head.
      ‘I think you ought to ride in alone,’ he said gently, ‘And with the hood back.’
      He reached across and shook the old man’s hand, and then managed to push his way out of the car. The Guardsmen had succeeded in clearing the crowd from round the car, and a long aisle between to people ran fairly clear to the gates; police were moving in it, ushering them to keep it clear. At a word from Mr Franklin the hood was removed, and with the General leaning back comfortably in one corner the car rolled slowly forward. The crowd had begun to sing again, willing the King and Queen to come out on the balcony; as the car pulled away, Sir Harry was waving to him with his crooked grin; the crowd jostled forward into the space where the car had been, but Mr Franklin, craning, could see over their heads. With policeman half-running on either side, and Sergeant Rooney pacing ahead on his horse, the car was moving into the open gates held back by the red-coated Guardsmen; the singing was thundering up in full-throated ecstatic chorus, and he could just glimpse the great white head above the back seat and Sir Harry’s raised hand solemnly waving in time to the music:

Land . . . of . . . hope . . . and . . . glory!
Moth . . . er . . . of . . . the . . . free!
How . . . can we . . . extoll . . . thee,
Who . . . are . . . bo-orn of thee!

The car was lost to sight as it turned through the gates and made towards the Palace, even as the lights on the balcony came up again and royalty reappeared. The singing swelled to a triumphant climax; Mr Franklin could imagine the monarch glimpsing the car with its eccentric occupant as it sped across the open space before the Palace — what in God’s name was the old villain going to say when he got inside and the Palace minions discovered he was an entirely unauthorised visitor bent only on relieving himself? Mr Franklin could not guess — but he had no doubt Sir Harry would think of something. He’d had a lot of practice.

Mr American, pp.525-26, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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A rather perished article

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Tue, 07 May 2013 04:06:00 +0000

‘Not before time,’ growled Sir Harry. ‘The amount of liquor that’s occupied my bladder in ninety years has rendered it a rather perished article.’

Mr American, p.525, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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The only good reason for fighting

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Mon, 06 May 2013 04:11:00 +0000

     A sudden, odd thought struck Mr Franklin, and it seemed doubly odd that it had only just occurred to him.
     ‘D’you think England will win this war?’
     ‘Ask them,’ said the General, and jerked his thumb at the window, grinning. Then he considered, the eyes narrowing in the flushed, ancient face. ‘Probably— yes, on balance, we ought to win. Germany can lick Russia, but not Britain and France together. But they’ll take a lot of beating, if it’s a fight to the finish. Yes, I’d say we were odds on to win — not that it matters all that much.’
     Mr Franklin stared at him in astonishment. ‘You can’t mean that — it doesn’t make sense!’
     Sir Harry turned to look at him, then glanced out the window again.
     ‘It isn’t important whether you win or lose,’ he said, ‘so long as you survive. So long as your people survive. And that’s the only good reason for fighting that anyone ever invented. The survival of your people and race and kind. That’s the only victory that matters.’

Mr American, p.525, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Middling general

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Fri, 03 May 2013 07:15:00 +0000

‘. . . this’ll be the last outbreak of war I’ll see, and for once I shan’t be going. Went to South Africa, you know— just as a tourist, during the Boer business. Interesting. But not this time — unless Kitchener asks me along as a guest.’ He snorted with laughter at the thought. ‘He’ll be the man they send for, you’ll see. Middling general — we could do worse. Now where the hell have those soldiers got to? Trust the Guards to lose their way.’

Mr American, p.524, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Against the shield wall

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Wed, 01 May 2013 05:08:00 +0000

It thundered on, the majestic, insistent roar, culminating in another ear-splitting shout at the finish, the crowd chanting out the tremendous triple cheer of the old battle-cry that the Roman legions had heard as the hordes of half-naked, indigo-stained savages had hurled themselves against the shield wall. ‘Hip . . . hip . . . hip . . . hooray! Hip . . . hip . . . hip . . . hooray!’

Mr American, p.524, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Old-fashioned gratitude

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Tue, 30 Apr 2013 03:42:00 +0000

‘Charming meal, my dear,’ he said as the waitress presented the bill, ‘and I only regret that infirmity prevents me from inviting you out to express my gratitude in the old-fashioned way. Have a couple of quid instead and give us a hug.’

Mr American, p.521, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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The decline of duelling

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Mon, 29 Apr 2013 05:31:00 +0000

‘The decline of duelling has ruined more private lives than I care to think of — in my young day nobody’d have dared tittle-tattle the way they do now. Horse-whipping journalists has gone out too.’

Mr American, p.521, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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How many Gettysburgs

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Fri, 26 Apr 2013 01:23:00 +0000

‘I’d also like to remind our jingo-drunk public that they haven’t the least notion what a war with modern weapons will be like and the only fellows who can even guess are your American survivors from places like Antietam and Shiloh — that’s the only real war there’s been in a hundred years.’ The General pointed an accusing spoon at Mr Franklin. ‘Know how many men went down at Gettysburg? Fifty thousand — and if I hadn’t moved damned lively I’d have been one of ’em. Well, how many Gettysburgs d’you think it will take to settle a scrap between the kind of forces under arms in Europe today? I don’t know — perhaps a month of it would make everyone cry quits, but knowing the sort of clowns who’ll be in command — who are always in command — I take leave to doubt it.’

Mr American, p.520, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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What you're cheering for

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Wed, 24 Apr 2013 05:56:00 +0000

‘I only wish,’ the General added. ‘that when it happens I could take all the asses who’ll be waving flags and cheering and crowding the recruitment office — take ’em all by one collective arm, and say: “Now then, Jack, you know what you’re cheering for? You’re cheering at the prospect of having a soft-nosed bullet fired into your pelvis, shattering the bone and spreading it in splinters all through your intestines, and dying in agony two days later — or, if you’re really unlucky, surviving for a lifetime of pain, unable to walk, a burden to everyone, and a dam’ nuisance to the country that will pay you a pension you can’t live off. That, Jack,” I’d tell ’em, “is what you’re cheering for.” I’d probably be locked up.’

Mr American, p.520, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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General Flashman and the Great War, Part 3

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Mon, 22 Apr 2013 08:24:00 +0000

‘By that reckoning,’ said Mr Franklin, ‘no one would ever stand up to a brute or a bully.’
‘Course they would — when it was worth while. You don’t remember the war of 1870 — when those same Germans marched on Paris. Smallish war — but suppose we’d been helping the frogs then? It wouldn’t have been over half as quick, and God knows how many folk would have died who are still happily going about their business in Alsace and Lorraine. Same thing today — we should simply tell the Kaiser that if his fleet puts its nose out of the Baltic we’ll send it to the bottom — that satisfies the Frogs, up to a point, since it guarantees their northern coast, it satisfies the Kaiser who’ll swallow his pride for the sake of us keeping out of the war, and it saves his pretty little ships as well. And five years from now, Liege will be doing rather well — whether it’s got a German provost-marshall still or not. And that won’t matter a damn, to people whose main concern is eating, drinking, fornicating, making money, and seeing their children grow up safe and healthy.’

* Should be read in conjunction with General Flashman and the Great War, Part 1 & General Flashman and the Great War, Part 2 [Speedicut]

Mr American, p.519, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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General Flashman and the Great War, Part 2

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Thu, 18 Apr 2013 06:38:00 +0000

*‘Anyway, imagine yourself a Belgian — in Liege, say. Along come the Prussians, and invade you. What about it? — a few cars commandeered, a shop or two looted, half a dozen girls knocked up, a provost marshal installed, and the storm’s passed. Fierce fighting with the Frogs, who squeal like hell because Britain refuses to help, the Germans reach Paris, peace concluded, and that’s that. And there you are, getting on with your garden in Liege. But — ‘ the General waved his bony finger. ‘Suppose Britain helps — sends forces to aid little Belgium — and the Frogs — against the Teuton horde? what then? Belgian resistance is stiffened, the Frogs manage to stop the invaders, a hell of a war is waged all over Belgium and north-east France, and after God knows how much slaughter and destruction the the Germans are beat — or not, as the case may be. How’s Liege doing? I’ll tell you — it’s a bloody shambles. You’re lying mangled in your cabbage patch, your wife’s had her legs blown off, your daughters have been raped, and your house is a mass of rubble. You’re a lot better off for British intervention, ain’t you?’ He sat back grinning sardonically.

* Should be read in conjunction with General Flashman and the Great War, Part 1 [Speedicut]

Mr American, pp.518-19, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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A tasting note from Flashy

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Wed, 17 Apr 2013 07:59:00 +0000

The General took a pull at his wine and grimaced. ‘I wish to God someone would tell the Hungarians that their wine would be greatly improved if they didn’t eat the grapes first.’

Mr American, p.518, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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General Flashman and the Great War, Part 1

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Tue, 16 Apr 2013 09:35:00 +0000

     Mr Franklin replied non-committally, and asked the General what he thought of the war situation. The old man shrugged.
     ‘Contemptible — but of course it always is. We should stay out, and to hell with Belgium. After all, it’s stretching things to say we’re committed to ’em, and we’d be doing ’em a favour — and the frogs too.’
     ‘By not protecting them, you mean? I don’t quite see that.’
     ‘You wouldn’t — because like most idiots you think of war being between states - coloured blobs on the map. You think if we can keep Belgium green, or whatever colour it is, instead of Prussian blue, then hurrah for everyone. But war ain’t between coloured blobs — it’s between people. You know what people are, I suppose? — chaps in trousers, and women in skirts, and kids in small clothes.’*

*See also General Flashman and the Great War, Part 2 [Speedicut]

Mr American, p.518, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Doubting Flashy

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Fri, 12 Apr 2013 07:25:00 +0000

‘ . . . that’s your own Congressional medal down there, among all the foreign stuff. Ten bucks a year I still get for that — Sam Grant must be turning his grave.’ He raised his glass. ‘Here’s to Sam — when in doubt, have a drink.’

Mr American, p.518, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Sporting my tin

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Thu, 11 Apr 2013 07:14:00 +0000

‘Sporting my tin, as you see,’ he drawled hoarsely. ‘In the public interest. At a time like this it gives the mob confidence to be reminded of who I am, and that I’m too damned old to mismanage any more campaigns for ’em.’

Mr American, p.518, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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One foot in the grave

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Wed, 10 Apr 2013 07:04:00 +0000

. . . after all, the old man was in his nineties, and it must be a great ordeal to have to make his way, even being driven, through all the bustle of London on the brink of hostilities. But a glance across the table reassured him — one foot in the grave he might have, and shockingly ravaged he might look, but Sir Harry appeared in no need of consideration. His flushed satyr face was grinning contentedly, his glossy white whiskers and mane shone in the lamplight, which glinted on the mass of bronze and silver and gold miniatures on his breast, and on the orders which hung on ribbons over his massive shoulders.

Mr American, pp.517-18, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Hungarian for bosom

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Tue, 09 Apr 2013 05:23:00 +0000

. . . he found his host ensconced in a corner, looking like a lecherous Old Testament prophet in evening dress and decorations, drinking bull’s blood and trying to converse in what might have been a Balkan language with a buxom waitress in native costume.
‘You don’t know the Hungarian for bosom?’ he was saying. ‘Well, you ought to, of all people . . . here, I’ll show you — ah, there you are, Yankee, arriving inopportunely as usual.’

Mr American, p.517, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Death, destruction and national catastrophe

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Mon, 08 Apr 2013 05:40:00 +0000

Of course, this was supposedly in the national character; it was proverbial that the Englishman displayed emotion only when faced by some truly earth-shaking crisis, like a cricket match, or the ill-treatment of an animal, or a rise in the price of beer; for such trivia as death, destruction and national catastrophe he was supposed to reserve an indifference that bordered on insanity.

Mr American, pp.510-11, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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A curious, knowing expression

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Fri, 05 Apr 2013 03:00:00 +0000

‘Well good-night to you, young Franklin. Yes give me a call one of these days. Perhaps you can tell me a few tales, instead. You’re an interesting chap, you know.’ The grostesquely-mottled old face with its flowing whiskers wore a curious, knowing expression. ‘Knew it the first time I saw you. Yes. You’ve got gunfighter’s eyes.’

Mr American, p.439, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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I'm blessed!

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Thu, 04 Apr 2013 05:06:00 +0000

‘I should have thought you overheard, while you were asleep,’ said Mr Franklin caustically, ‘that Miss Delys is only a friend, that I’m married, and strange as it may seem to you, I’m faithful to my wife.’
‘You don’t say!’ The General seemed genuinely surprised. ‘Well, I’m blessed!’ He gave Mr Franklin a curious look. ‘You a Baptist, or something like that?’

Mr American, p.438, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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True words

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Wed, 03 Apr 2013 07:24:00 +0000

‘One thing becomes clear,’ said Mr Franklin grimly, ‘and that is that every word she said about you is true.’
‘What, about being deceitful and dishonest and rotten to the core, you mean? Of course it’s true,’ said Sir Harry comfortably.

Mr American, p.438, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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And from Nebraska, too

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Tue, 02 Apr 2013 02:00:00 +0000

     ‘I don’t know what you’re talking about, General’
     ‘My God, you’re dense. And from Nebraska, too. She’s my great-niece, ain’t she? You don’t think she’d do the dirty deed herself if she could get some simpleton to do it for her? Of course, she won’t care to admit it, even to herself, but it’s true, just the same. I know my own kind.’
     ‘I don’t believe that for a moment,’ said Mr Franklin. ‘Why she wanted to share the blame — you heard her — she’d have gone to prison like a shot.’
     ‘Yes, I heard her,’ said Sir Harry. ‘Heard myself, in similar situations — when I reckoned it was safe.’

Mr American, p.437, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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People he loves

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Fri, 29 Mar 2013 06:38:00 +0000

‘Although he is quite a dreadful person, really. He is absolutely selfish and dishonest and quite shameless. He has a shocking reputation — and deserves it. Just a few years ago he had to leave Sandringham in disgrace. ‘ She had apparently forgotten that Mr Franklin had been there. ‘How Aunt Elspeth has endured him . . . do you know that next year they will have been married for seventy-five years? It seems incredible . . . she is ninety years old, and a darling. So is he, I suppose — and yet sometimes I feel that I hate him more than anyone I’ve ever known; you would not beleve how mean and deceitful he can be — even with people he loves.’

Mr American, p.433, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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Write to the President

noreply@blogger.com (Speedicut) — Thu, 28 Mar 2013 05:33:00 +0000

‘He is over ninety, you know,’ said Lady Helen, and Mr Franklin said, yes he knew.
‘One forgets, sometimes,’ said Lady Helen. ‘He doesn’t behave at all like a very old man — he remembers everything, and his brain is so alert and active. Did you know, that only fourteen years ago, he was staying at the Residency in Peking, when it was attacked in the Boxer Rising, and he took charge of the artillery belonging to your American contingent, and commanded it all through the siege? He was seventy-eight then. And when the Residency was relieved, the officer in charge of the American Marines said he would write to the President to ask for some special decoration for him, and Uncle Harry laughed and asked one of the Marines to give him his hat, and then he put it on and said: “That’ll do better than a medal,” and off he went.’ She pressed the old man’s hand, and Mr Franklin saw there were tears in her eyes. ‘We’re very proud of him, of course.’

Mr American, p.432, Pan Books, paperback edition 1982.

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