The Hunters Quotes

“They sailed into Raguza and Hal said, as bold as brass, “We’ve come to challenge Zavac and we plan to kick his—”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“So we’ve written a saga,” he said. “The Saga of Hal and the Heron Brotherband.” “Oh Gorlog help us,” Hal muttered.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Hal answered him. “We’re as sure as we can be. The guard captain said he found a ball of yellow glass. What else could it be?” Jesper shrugged. “I don’t know. Maybe a ball of yellow glass?”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Ingvar was on his back, moaning quietly. The pillow under his head, his jacket and the blanket across him, and the mattress under him were all totally sodden as perspiration poured out of his body in a flood. Jesper looked at them wildly. “He’s going to die, isn’t he?” It was Edvin who slapped him on the back, almost sending him sprawling across the sweat-soaked figure on the mattress. “No, you idiot!” he said happily. “He’s going to live. The fever’s broken!”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“He dipped his finger in it and tasted. “Bitter,” he said. “That’s a good sign,” Jesper said knowingly. They all looked at him. “Medicine is supposed to taste bad,” he explained. “The worse it tastes, the better it is for you. Everyone knows that.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Once, she came face-to-face with a heavyset man wearing a hooded short cloak. They came level with each other under one of the infrequent lanterns and she could make out only the lower half of his face. The upper half was shaded by the hood. She had an impression of a dark, full beard. In the shadow of his hood, his eyes were unblinking, staring at her.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Edvin!’ Hal yelled. ‘Help me!”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“members of the crew took turns looking after Ingvar.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Let’s remember,” Hal said, after a short pause, “our main aim here is to recover the Andomal—” “Yours may be,” Lydia interrupted grimly. “Mine is to put a dart through Zavac’s heart.” Jesper grinned. “Might be hard to find,” he said. But Hal bowed in acquiescence to Lydia’s statement.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Thorn shrugged. “It just reminds me of the classic recipe for bear stew,” he said, and as Mihaly frowned, not understanding, he continued. “The recipe begins: First, kill a large bear.” He looked at Zavac, his eyes narrowing. “First, you have to sink the Heron,” he said. “And that might be a little harder than you expect.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“If we’re finished playing All Friends Together, can we get on with it?” he said. He looked at Zavac. “Are you happy with this idea? To fight ship to ship?”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Finally, he made out Hal and pointed to him. “You! On your feet! The Gatmeister wants to talk to you.” Hal began to rise, but Ingvar laid a warning hand on his arm. “Don’t go, Hal,” he said urgently. Hal smiled at him and gently disengaged himself. “It’s all right, Ingvar. Talking can’t hurt.” He had no idea how wrong he was.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“I’m not one of them, Captain!” Lydia said quickly. She moved forward, her hands clasped together in supplication. “You can see I’m not a Skandian!” The captain studied her, then looked at the rest of the crew. They were mostly fair skinned and blue eyed. She was dark haired, with olive skin. She definitely didn’t look like a Skandian. “Treacherous cow!” Jesper muttered. Then he grunted in pain as Stig shot an elbow into his ribs to silence him. “Shut up, you fool!” Stig said, out of the corner of his mouth. “I’m just a passenger! I paid them for passage down the river!” Lydia was saying, wringing her hands before her. “I’m from Krall. My parents are dead and I’m going to live with my uncle in Raguza.” She glared at Thorn. “And they took advantage of me. They charged me double the going rate for my fare!” she added angrily. Not bad, Thorn thought. Then, in a loud voice, he snarled at her. “You were happy enough to pay when you came to us, girl! You pleaded with us to take you on board! You couldn’t thank us enough then, could you? I’ll wager you were in trouble in Krall and had to get away in a hurry. I told the boys you’d be nothing but bad luck, but you won them over with your big brown eyes!” “Quiet,” the captain said distractedly. He studied the warrant again. There was definitely no mention of a girl. There was no order for her arrest and her story was logical. He knew from his briefing that the Skandians were pursuing a ship that was headed for Raguza. He came to a decision.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Ulf and Wulf, you’ll row. You need to keep us moving slightly faster than the current or I’ll lose steerageway. If we can keep the ship in the middle of the stream, we’ll be fine.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Bitter,” he said. “That’s a good sign,” Jesper said knowingly. They all looked at him. “Medicine is supposed to taste bad,” he explained. “The worse it tastes, the better it is for you. Everyone knows that.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Eh, ik zeg dit niet graag, maar die deuk is van twee jaar geleden, toen jij bij het aanleggen tegen de kade opbotste.'
Erak stopte verontwaardigd. 'Nou moet jij eens goed luisteren. Ik bots niet tegen kades op.'
Svengal rolde even vermoeid met zijn ogen. 'Nee, natuurlijk niet, je hebt gelijk. Hoe kon ik zo dom zijn. Die kade knalde tegen jou op. Ik herinner het me nu weer, dat ding sprong zo van zijn fundament af tegen jouw schip op. Vreselijke dingen, die kades. Niet te vertrouwen.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Ik ben blij dat de Wolfswind nog in de scheepswerf ligt,' zei hij uiteindelijk. 'Hij vaart weer recht op mijn vaste ligplaats af.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Sorry Ulf, maar ik moest je tegenhouden voordat je verder banjerde. Ik wil niet dat je allerlei sporen uitwist die hij daar achtergelaten kan hebben.'
'Als je maar weet dat ik niet banjer,' zei Ulf, een tikkeltje beledigd. 'Ik beweeg me heel lichtvoetig voort.'
'Neem me niet kwalijk,' zei Lydia. 'Ik bedoelde natuurlijk te zeggen dat ik je moest tegenhouden voordat je daar heel lichtvoetig allerlei sporen zou uitwissen.”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters

“Zullen we om de beurt de wacht houden?' stelde ze voor.
'Fijn dat jij je daar vrijwillig voor aanbiedt,' antwoordde hij zonder zijn ogen open te doen. 'Wek me maar over twee uur.'
'Dus dat ik van het zwakke geslacht ben speelt geen enkele rol?' vroeg ze.
'Nee, absoluut niet. Leve de gelijkheid. Bovendien ben ik een oude man, dus heb ik mijn rust nodig... Het zwakke geslacht, tsss. Mijn rug op!'
- Thorn en Lydia”
― John Flanagan, The Hunters