~ The Sharpetorium ~
~ Sharpe's Good Bits ~
Kay:
From "Sharpe's Siege".
- 'I think,' Sharpe said it with some misgivings, 'that as Sergeant Harper
and I have been together so long, I ought to do the deed. Push, twist, and
pull?'
Jen:
From "Sharpe's Tiger", p.20.
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"Sharpe was in the leading rank of the final half-company and Lieutenant
Lawford, glancing at him, thought once again what a fine-looking man
Sharpe was."
From "Sharpe's Siege", p. 233.
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"There's something I should have told you," Sharpe said uncertainly.
"You have an unnatural passion for my beauty," Frederickson blew steam from a mug of tea.
"I understand it."
From "Sharpe's Revenge", p. 172.
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Sharpe smiled. "You've never been tempted, William?"
"By Sergeant Harper? Don't be impertinent."
Sarah:
From "Sharpe's Tiger", p. 266.
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"You're enjoying this, aren't you Sharpe?"
From "Sharpe's Tiger", p.215.
- Sharpe:
"You want to pass me that oil bottle?"
Sherry:
From "Sharpe's Company".
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"Tents!" Sharpe spat the word out. "God-damned, bloody tents!"
"For sleeping in, sir." Sergeant Patrick Harper kept a rigidly straight
face. The watching men of the South Essex grinned.
"Bloody tents."
"Clean tents, sir. Nice and white, sir. We could make flower gardens
round them in case the lads get homesick."
Sharpe kicked one of the enormous canvas bundles. "Who needs god-damned
tents?"
"Soldiers, sir, in case they get cold and wet at night." Harper's thick
Ulster accent was rich with amusement. "I expect they'll give is beds
next, sir, with clean sheets and little girls to tuck us up at night. And
chamberpots, sir, with God save the King written on their rims."
Sharpe kicked the heap of tents again. "I'll order the Quartermaster to
burn them."
"He can't do that, sir."
"Of course he can!"
"Signed for, sir. Any loss will be deducted from pay, sir."
Sharpe prowled round the great heap of obscene bundles. Of all the
ridiculous unnecessary, stupid things, the Horse Guards had sent tents!
Soldiers had always slept in the open! Sharpe had woken in the morning
with his hair frozen to the ground, had woken with his clothes sopping wet,
but he had never wanted a tent! He was an infantryman. An infantryman had
to march and march fast, and tents would slow them down. "How are we
supposed to carry the bloody things?"
"Mules, sir, tent mules. One to two companies. To be issued tomorrow,
sir, and signed for."
"Jesus wept!"
"Probably because he didn't have a tent, sir."
Jenny:
From "Sharpe's Rifles" [film]
Wellington to Hogan...refering to Sharpe:
- "Hogan, keep your hands off him!"
Sharon:
From "Sharpe's Rifles", Page 265.
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'What's up with him?' Hagman asked when the Sargeant returned from the
hilltop.
'The doxie turned him down," Harper said with evident satisfaction, 'so you
owe me a shilling, Dan. She's marrying the Major, so she is.'
'I thought she was soft as lights on Mr Sharpe!' Hagman said ruefully.
'She's got more sense than to marry him. He ain't ready for a chain and
shackle, is he? She needs someone a bit steady, she does.'
'But he was sotted on her.'
'He would be, wouldn't he? He'll fall in love with anything in a
petticoat. I've seen his type before. Got the sense of a half-witted
sheep when it comes to women.' Harper spat. 'It's a good thing he's got me
to look after him now.'
'You!'
'I can handle him, Dan. Just as I can handle you lot. Right, you
Prodestant scum! The French are coming for supper, so let's be getting
ready for the bastards!'
Sharon:
From "Sharpe's Regiment", Chapter 5 page 89.
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There was only one problem in their first days on the road,
and that a real one, which was Harper's inability to drop
the word "sir". 'It's not natural, sir!'
'What isn't'
'Calling you . . .' he shrugged.
'Dick?'
'I can't!' The big Irishman was blushing.
'You've bloody well got to!'
The general theme is basically Harper calling him sir
and Sharpe saying don't call me Sir until page 96
when Harper is put to the test if he calls him Sir they are done for:
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Harper looked at Sharpe. 'You want to go, Dick?'
He blushed like an eight year old as he said Sharpe's name.
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