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Updated: June 7, 2025
I sang to him down the speaking-tube, but his nerves had stood enough for the day, and he wriggled the machine from one side to the other until I became silent. Contrariwise to the last, our engine recovered slightly now that its recovery was not so important, and it behaved well until it seized up for better or worse when we had landed.
Within this spacious place the noise was not nearly so loud as it had been when confined in the narrow tunnel, which, in fact, acted much as a speaking-tube would have done. "It can't be!" gasped Ralph, unwilling to believe his own eyes.
"What is the time?" "Four o'clock," he answered, looking at his watch. "Please tell the man to go back, straight back home," she said. "I am tired. I must get back. Please, Maurice!" He gave the chauffeur instructions through the speaking-tube. The car swung round, and they sped on their way through the quiet lanes. "Dear Lois," he said, "something has come over you.
In the mizzen-top of the flagship was stationed a cool old river pilot, who had guided many a huge river steamer, freighted with precious lives, through the mazy channels of the Mississippi. There, high above the battle-smoke, heedless of the grape-shot and bits of flying shell whistling around him, he stood at his post, calmly giving his orders through a speaking-tube that led to the wheel-room.
Spencer back with you, Miss Kathleen," he volunteered, and without waiting for further orders he banged to the door and climbed into his seat. With an indignant exclamation Kathleen leaned over, seized the speaking-tube and whistled through it. But apparently the roar of the open throttle drowned the whistle, for Henry did not pick up his end of the tube.
The inside of the house he found different from any house he had ever been in before; and possessed of a strange fascination. There was the wheel, with projecting handles to every spoke, and above it, racks containing spyglasses, black pipes, tobacco-tins. At hand projected a speaking-tube like that in the back hall at home, and two or three handles connected with wires.
Fancy a nasty dark tree like that, too, keeping all the sun away from the house! I'd have it cut down if it were mine. What on earth are you looking at, Alfred Burton?" He turned towards her, heavy-eyed. "Somewhere under that cedar tree," he said, "a man's soul was buried. I was wondering if its ghost ever walked!" Mrs. Burton lifted the speaking-tube to her lips.
It pointed to exactly forty seconds past the hour. He heard Thornton suppress something like an oath. "There's something the matter!" repeated Thornton dumbly. "Aeta isn't within five minutes of crossing. Both clocks can't be wrong!" He pressed a button that connected with the wireless room. "What's the time?" he called sharply through the nickel-plated speaking-tube.
What he said to his chief had its effect, and soon there was a white flag flying on the tug. It was at once answered with a white handkerchief of Joan's. Then the tug slowed up, the Ninety-Nine came on gaily, and at a good distance came up to the wind, and stood off. "What do you want?" asked Tarboe through his speaking-tube. "A parley," called Mr. Martin.
"But wait till I light on you, no matter where it is, I'll settle your hash for a bit, yer little swine!" "All right," said Paul. At that the smith started heavily from the doorway. Just then a whistle piped shrilly. Paul went to the speaking-tube. "Yes!" he said, and he listened. "Er yes!" He listened, then he laughed. "I'll come down directly. I've got a visitor just now."
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