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Updated: May 5, 2025
With a leap, he launched himself full-speed across the bare plain, aiming for the Madison River, five miles before. A burst of yells and whoops reached his ears. He glanced behind and saw some one hundred young braves, naked, the most of them, to their breech-clouts, careering after with spears. He had made good time in other races, but he never had run like this.
Giving the order "full-speed" to the engineer, and "port your helm a little steady" to the man at the wheel, the captain quietly awaited the result. The result was most effective. The gun-boat went at the prow like a war-horse; her sharp bow struck one of the pirate vessels fair amidships and cut her in two pieces, launching her crew and captives into the sea!
It is very little over an hour's drive to Richmond, and I beg you to come down at once. If the whole thing is a mistake, you have still something to explain, and must have, I am sure a great deal to tell me. "Yours always, "Violet." I had no sooner read this than, with the letter crumpled in my hand, I dashed into the street and made at full-speed for the nearest cab-stand.
There being no wind, a dense cloud of smoke from the three volleys settled down on the water and completely hid them and their enemy from each other. "Steam ahead, full-speed," signalled the captain to Edgar Berrington.
And after that bit of insolence the Cap'n was indignantly silent. The cutter jingled her full-speed bell while the tackle was still lifting the sponson boat. "They're ugly, and are hiding something," called the man of the faded cap, swinging up the bridge-ladder. "No good to pump more lies out of them.
Backing a considerable distance, so as to enable his little war-horse to get up full-speed, he took careful aim as he charged. It was interesting to watch the swart faces and glaring eyeballs of those on board the first prow, as the gun-boat bore down on them. Some glared from hate, others obviously from fear, and all seemed a little uncertain as to what was about to be done.
"Good-bye!" shouted Tremayne in reply, as the torpedo-boat swung round and headed back to the battleship, and he gave the order to go ahead again at full-speed. In another hour they were off the Land's End, and from there they headed out due south-west into the Atlantic.
Do you know, one evening when there was a great crowd here families, monsieur, family parties, high-born families the window of that particular balcony was thrown open, and a woman stark naked, as naked as my hand, monsieur, was dropped into the dining-hall and ran across it full-speed. It was a wager, monsieur, a wager of the jolly grand duke's, and the demoiselle won it. But what a scandal!
By midnight the Lurline, ostensibly bound for Queenstown, had cleared the Sound, and, with the Eddystone Light on her port bow, headed away at full-speed to the westward. She was about the fastest yacht afloat, and at a pinch could be driven a good twenty-seven miles an hour through the water.
He dropped his bamboo as if it had been a hot iron, and ran full-speed back to his master, imploring his protection. "Has got has got kill master kill kill!" and he lay by his side, shivering with fright. "You are frightened, you coward; there is nothing. Go again."
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