“She could be killed!”
“True, but many women are dying for Spain, so why should Miss Parker not
die for Britain?” Vivar took off his
shirt and brought out his razor and mirror-fragment. “I think you are fond of her,” he said accusingly.
“Not
especially,” Sharpe tried to sound offhand, “but I feel responsible.”
“That is a most dangerous thing to feel for a young woman;
responsibility can lead to affection, and affection thus born, I think, is not
so lasting as …” Vivar’s voice faded
away.
(from Sharpe’s
Rifles by Bernard Cornwell)
9*/10. The full review is here.
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