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At midnight, our work as miners was completely finished; the charge of fulminating cotton was thrust into the hollow, and the match, which we had made of considerable length, was ready. A spark was now sufficient to ignite this formidable engine, and to blow the rock to atoms! "We will now rest until tomorrow."
He overlooked Quasimodo's belt, however. The Anglo-Saxon idea was top hole. His fists had saved his life. Hawksley heard the panting of an engine and turned his head. Dimly he saw a giant bridge and a long drab train moving across it. He picked up the fallen man's cap and tried it on. Not a particularly good fit, but it would serve.
"Once more you are ready to go down to Earth, as soon as Santa Claus is ready to take you," said the workman, as he started to make a toy fire engine that, some day, would gladden the heart of a lucky boy. As for the other toys in Santa Claus' shop, they had been very much surprised to see the Plush Bear brought back into their midst again.
The puttering of the escape connection with the engine could no longer be heard, because of the roar made by the rushing wind, and the splash of the curling water, as the squall leaped forward and rapidly overtook them. "Oh; my stars!"
Even in its present stage of development it offends the sensitive ear; but in its early days it was an instrument of torturing cacophony. And Jaffery, thinking the brazen strains music of the spheres, would turn on the hideous engine, when he came to see her, and would grin and roar and expect her to shew evidence of ravished senses.
Along late in November, Jim had to make an extra one night on another engine, which left me at home alone with "mother" and the boy I had never seen the girl and after swearing me to be both deaf, dumb, and blind, "mother" told me a secret. For ten years she had been saving money out of her allowance, until the amount now reached nearly $2,000.
There's nothing mysterious in it. Religion has made a ridiculous fuss about it. There's nothing more mysterious in it than there is in a badly-oiled engine wearing out. Now listen. I'm going to begin...." I listened, fascinated. Two years passed by after my return to London without special incident, save that my black cat died. My work as a consulting physician occupied most of my time.
"That's cert'nly common sense!" exclaimed the Virginian, absorbed. "But ain't it kind o' tardy?" "Live and learn. So they gained speed, too. High speed on half the coal this season, until the accident." "Accident!" said the Virginian, instantly. "Yellowstone Limited. Man fired at engine driver.
Everybody laughed at this, though it was provoking not to see them over the next fence; but the engine gave a derisive scream, and away they rushed to Farnborough. "There's Aldershot, and the Long Valley, and that Cocked Hat Wood. British generals would beat creation if they might only let their left rest on Cocked Hat Wood."
He is the aeroplane look-out, and at the first sign of a distant speck in the sky or the drone of an engine he blows shrilly on his whistle; every man dives to earth or under cover, and remains motionless until the whistle signals all clear again. An enemy aeroplane might drop to within pistol shot and search for an hour without finding a sign of the battery.
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