“I didn’t tell them I was coming,” said the girl, turning once more to look at the changed and most unmournful figure.

“Jesu Maria!” exclaimed the younger. “Oh, fie, Sister Seraphina! Fie, fie!--VADE RETRO--get thee behind me!”

Derek saw that a smear of posset had appeared on the left shoulder of his jacket … He smiled softly at Charlotte and said softly, 'I've been puked on.'

[…] the British squaddies look with faint contempt on the Rhodesians (or Rhodies as they sometimes call them; military slang mushrooms overnight).[…]