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“Rohan returned, his breath quickened from exertion. A mist of sweat had accumulated on his skin until it gleamed like bronze. “Right on course,â€� he said to Westcliff and Swansea. “The stabilizing fins worked. It landed at a distance of approximately two thousand yards.â€�
“Excellent!� Swansea exclaimed. “But where is the rocket?�
Rohan’s white teeth flashed in a grin. “Buried in a deep, smoking hole. I’ll go back to dig it up later.�
“Yes, we’ll want to see the condition of the casing and the inner core.� Swansea was red-faced with satisfaction. He used a handkerchief to blot his steaming, wrinkled countenance. “It’s been an exciting morning, eh?�
“Perhaps it’s time to return to the manor, Captain,� Westcliff suggested.
“Yes, quite.� Swansea bowed to Amelia. “A pleasure, Miss Hathaway. And may I say, you took it rather well, being the target of a surprise attack.�
“The next time I visit, Captain,â€� she said, “I’ll remember to bring my white flag.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Mine Till Midnight

“Our world needs more white flags â€� in relationships, friendships, political agendas and education â€� because we are now endorsed with countless capacities to spot red flags but too often we forget about reconciliation.”
― Ioana Cristina Casapu

“Marriage is when women finally get what they want, and men wave the white flag, unaware of the firing squad which awaits.”
― Robert Black