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Updated: May 15, 2025
San Francisco appears to be the latest victim of The Great Aviation Hoax, and we shall watch the progressive stages of its disillusionment with sympathetic interest, or the development of its newest cult with sincere commiseration. Like many other phenomena, good and bad, this gigantic flam, it will be remembered, took its rise in the east.
"Them bloomin' Portygees 'ave sunk my ship, an' they're whackin' in their flam now so as to score first blow. A year-old baby 'ud see that if 'is father was a lawyer." The sub-editor laughed. "Well, I'll ring you up again when the next message comes through," he said. But to Bulmer, David said savagely: "Wot's bitten Coke? 'E must 'ave gone stark, starin' mad." "Iris is alive!" murmured Bulmer.
His irony and reckless courting of damnation open-eyed to get his gust of life in this world, make him no common villain. He can be brave as well as fierce. When the Duke insults him he bandies taunt for taunt: Brach. No, you pander? Flam. What, me, my lord? Am I your dog? B. A bloodhound; do you brave, do you stand me? F. Stand you! let those that have diseases run; I need no plasters.
"Co spills things so, and the boys quarrel when you and the Boarder ain't here to keep peace. It was jest orful this noon. You wasn't here and the Boarder kerried his dinner. 'Cause Flam put too much vinegar on Milt's beans, Milt poured it down Flam's neck, and when I sent him away from the table he sassed me." "Jiminy!" protested Amarilly indignantly.
Shortly afterwards the Chief of the Consular Police was amongst us making inquiries into the origin of the émeute. He took an official note of the occurrence and drank a glass of wine or two and smoked a cigar with us, but we never heard any more about the business, and though we strolled thereafter into the "Concert Flam" quite freely, we suffered no molestation.
His brother Job added that he himself was the serious one, "while Jemmy never was." Mr. Pickwick then presumed that his talk of suicide was all flam, and that his dismals were all assumed. "He could assume anything," said Job. Boz, too, forgot that his name was James Hutley, whereas the brothers' was Trotter though this may have been an assumed one.
At the "Concert Flam" a porcelain coffee cup weighed something like a quarter of a pound, and half a dozen of these came hurling at the offender from various parts of the room. There were big mirrors all round the café reaching from the ceiling to the dado; one or two of these were smashed, and, before one could say "Jack Robinson," the wildest disorder reigned and all the place was in a melee.
She began to laugh weakly. Light footsteps came quickly over to her. "Where is that plasmoid, Trigger?" The Ermetyne was in a fine, towering rage. She'd better say something. "Ask the Commissioner," she said, mumbling a little. "It's wearing off, First Lady," said Flam. "Shall I?" Trigger's thoughts went eddying away for a moment, and she didn't hear Lyad's reply.
And it will take a great deal longer." Tanned, tall, sinuous Flam stood in the small room beyond the door. Trigger saw a long, low, plastic-covered table, clamps and glittering gadgetry. That would have been where cold-fish Balmordan hadn't been able to make it against his mind-blocks finally. There was still one thing she could do. The yacht was orbiting.
As the band of heavy warriors came on, the air seemed to throb, and the earth resound. It was exciting enough then; but this was, in its utter stillness, horribly intense, and with breathless interest the two adventurers scanned the fierce-looking band. All at once Jem placed his lips close to Don's ear, and whispered, "Dunno what to say to it all, Mas' Don. P'r'aps it's flam after all."
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