bombardman

Updated: October 15, 2025

I have bestrode my warhorse in my armor and have looked down at the sooty, smoky bombardman beside me, and I have thought that perhaps I was the last of the old and he the first of the new; that there would come a time when he and his engines would sweep you and me and the rest of us from the field." "But not yet, I trust, honored sir?" "No, not yet, Nigel.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Sir Nigel

I lent him a cuff on the ear that laid him across his foolish engine." "It is a fearsome thing," said Nigel, who had stooped to examine it. "We live in strange times when such things can be made. It is loosed by fire, is it not, which springs from the black dust?" "By my hilt! fair sir, I know not. And yet I call to mind that ere we fell out this foolish bombardman did say something of the matter.

Sir Arthur Conan Doyle - Sir Nigel