Wednesday, September 19, 2012

Mad Dogs and Englishmen

The tavern keeper looked at the girl who was re-lacing her bodice. He shrugged sympathetically. "The English, yes? Mad. All mad. Heretics. Mad." He made the sign of the cross to defend himself from the heathen evil. "Like all soliders," the tavern keeper said. "Just mad."

(Bernard Cornwall, Sharpe's Rifles)

1 comment:

John Lambshead said...

And mad dogs and Englishmen, go out in the midday sun...