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Updated: May 3, 2025
What the devil are we to do? And then to put the lid on it his engine went wrong. It was the same performance as on the Yorkshire moors, and seemed to be a speciality of the Shark-Gladas type. But this time the end came quick. We dived steeply, and I could see by Archie's grip on the stick that he was going to have his work cut out to save our necks.
The hour was half past four, and the world was still asleep. Archie nodded towards one of the hangars, from the mouth of which projected the propeller end of an aeroplane. 'I'm by way of flyin' that bus down to Farnton tomorrow, he remarked. 'It's the new Shark-Gladas. Got a mouth like a tree. An idea flashed into my mind. 'You're going this morning, I said. 'How did you know? he exclaimed.
This March weather is just like October, mist morning and evening. I wish to Heaven we could have some good old drenching spring rain. Archie was discoursing of the Shark-Gladas machine. 'I've always stuck to it, for it's a marvel in its way, but it has my heart fairly broke. The General here knows its little tricks. Don't you, sir?
You see, we're all desperately sorry for him, his fun gone and his career over and all that. He likes bein' with us and listenin' to our yarns. He has been up once or twice too. The Shark-Gladas. He swears it's a great make, and certainly he knows how to handle the little devil. 'Then for Heaven's sake don't let him do it again. I look to you, Archie, remember. Promise.
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