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She realized this, and scolded herself roundly for it. "You idiot!" she observed, mentally, to her own soul; "if you want to make a good impression, you'd better stop feeling like a simpleton. Now brace up, and do the best you can, and behave yourself!" Miss Curtiss sang before Patty did. She was a sweet-faced young woman, with a beautiful and well-trained contralto voice.
The yellow hood over her powerful engines glistened with the wet of the great bow-wave her speed had occasioned, and her powerful motor was exhausting with a roar like a battery of machine guns. Crouched aft of the engine hood was Sam Redding, who held the wheel. Jack Curtiss and Bill Bender were in the stern. They sat tandem-wise in the narrow racing shell.
This is the time we've got you!" yelled Jack Curtiss, bending low over his wheel, as he grazed by the Flying Fish's stern to take the inside course. At the same instant, so quickly that the boys did not even get a mental picture of it, the hydroplane overturned. Taking the curve at such a speed and at such a sharp angle had, as Jack had surmised, proved too much for her stability.
He'll go in, I know; and Ed Rivers and two or three others, and then, by the way, I almost forgot it, I met Sam Redding, Jack Curtiss and Bill Bender, reading a notice of the competition, just before I came up. Of course, as there is a chance of winning fifty dollars, Jack is going to enter one, and Bill Bender said he would put one in, too." "What do they know about aeroplanes?" demanded Paul.
He designed and made the engine for the dirigible of Captain Thomas S. Baldwin; and for the first United States army dirigible in 1905. Curtiss carried on some of his experiments in association with Alexander Graham Bell, who was trying to evolve a stable flying machine on the principle of the cellular kite.
Let's hear the details. BLAYNE. She's a girl daughter of a Colonel Somebody. DOONE. Simla's stiff with Colonels' daughters. Be more explicit. BLAYNE. Wait a shake. What was her name? Three something. Three CURTISS. Stars, perhaps. Gaddy knows that brand. BLAYNE. Threegan Minnie Threegan. MACKESY. Threegan! Isn't she a little bit of a girl with red hair? BLAYNE. 'Bout that from what Markyn said.
Perk was lying low, holding himself in readiness for action. He believed he would be amply protected by the logs he had piled up, but just the same he did duck his head involuntarily at the first crack of the machine-gun the pilot of the Curtiss boat was handling so lovingly, as though it might be an old and valued "baby" in his estimation.
You understand, of course, that Senator Harmon is the real boss of your State." "I have heard it said," said Montague. "But I never took much stock in such statements " "Humph!" said Curtiss. "You'd take it if you'd been in my boots. I used to do business for old Waterman's Southern railroads, and I've had occasion to take messages to Harmon once or twice.
She had had a day before Siegmund's coming, in which to win Mrs Curtiss' heart, and she had been successful. The old lady took the tray. 'Good-night, dear good-night, sir. I will leave you. You will not be long, dear? 'No, we shall not be long. Mr MacNair is very evidently tired out. 'Yes yes. It is very tiring, London.
Mackesy is fine on moral grounds. Doone, have you any preference? DOONE. Small glass Kummel, please. Excellent carminative, these days. Anthony told me so. I only thought of Curtiss as Actaeon being chivied round the billiard tables by the nymphs of Diana. BLAYNE. Curtiss would have to import his nymphs by train. Mrs. Cockley's the only woman in the Station.
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