Monday, December 19, 2016

By Crom!

A phrase of his father's returned to him: you give a dog a bad name, and that dog is bad for life. (Remember that, Joseph,with one hand on Pritchard's shoulder, and the other clasping a newborn puppy against his chest; the next day Pritchard dubbed the young thing Cromwell, and his father nodded once.)

The Luminaries, by Elenor Catton, pg. 165