[…] the only British commander who, in the general estimation, could benamed as his rival in military fame; […]

Here he was put in a caleche, and transported forthwith to the nearest frontier.

The extraordinary Josia Thugwane kept the best for last and made the rainbow flag fly over the closing ceremony of the Games. […] Today we honour all our athletes who ensured that the rainbow flag never touched the ground in Atlanta.

His light and Gallic spirits underwent a sudden, miraculous change. He hummed a blithe San Salvador Opera Company tune; he grinned, smirked, bowed, pirouetted, twiddled, twaddled, twisted, and tooralooed. Gayly, the notorious troubadour, could not have equalled Étienne.