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"It's no' ma bike anyway; it belongs to one of the hatefu' governin' classes, an' A've nothin' to do but mak' guid the damage." "Oh," said the girl blankly, then she suddenly went red. "Of course," she began awkwardly, "as I was responsible I can well afford " She halted lamely and Tam's eyes twinkled.
But now it wroucht and warstl't like a thing dementit. There never was the solan made that wroucht as that solan wroucht; and it seemed to understand it's employ brawly, birzing the saft rope between the neb of it and a crunkled jag o' stane. There gaed a cauld stend o' fear into Tam's heart. "This thing is nae bird," thinks he. His een turnt backward in his heid and the day gaed black about him.
"But, as I was telling Scotty, I have the worst memory in the world for faces." "Ay, that poor wreck would n't fetch much in the yard," remarked Moriarty, referring to Tam's mate. "When a fellow comes to his state, he ought to be turned out for the summer in a swamp paddock, with the leeches on his legs; then you ought to sell him to Cobb and Co., to get the last kick out of him.
"Well, well, let Belle alane, or I'll be puttin' mysel' in Tam's place," and poor Tam could only grin with a very red face. And so it came that Belle made her way to the old room where the mistress, my uncle's wife, was abed, after the birth of her son, about whom the women-folk talked and laughed in corners, and looked so disdainful at poor men-folk, that Dan said
But Tam's "Attack Formation for Bombing Enemy Depots" attained to the dignity of print, and was confidentially circulated in French, English, Russian, Italian, Serbian, Japanese and Rumanian.
High above him, and evidently a fighting machine that had been hidden in the upper banks of the cloud, was a stiffly built Fokker. "Noo, lassie!" said Tam and nose-dived. Something flashed past his tail, and Tam's machine rocked like a ship at sea. He flattened out and climbed. The British Archies had ceased fire and the fight was between machine and machine, for the squadron was now in position.
He minded that ropes was unco saft things, and the solan's neb and the Bass Rock unco hard, and that twa hunner feet were raither mair than he would care to fa'. "Shoo!" says Tam. "Awa', bird! Shoo, awa' wi' ye!" says he. The solan keekit doon into Tam's face, and there was something unco in the creature's ee. Just the ae keek it gied, and back to the rope.
"Tam will see the burst," said young Austin and Blackie nodded. There were no other explosions and they waited for ten minutes, then "Ticka-ticka-ticka-ticka!" The sound came from right overhead. "Tam's got him," whooped Blackie; "the devil must have been flying low." "Tocka-tocka-tocka-tocka!" "That's Fritz," said Blackie, "and that's Tam again."
He was wiser than she was, and he scented on the wind something that spurred him on. But, hark! What was that whirring, singing sound? Was that a new signal that Barney was trying? Was it Whirr, s-st! Down like a shot dropped Tam's head, and like an arrow he leaped forward, swerving sideways to escape the danger he had scented, the danger of a lariat flung by a practised hand.
"Maybe ye thocht o' makin' me treesurer? Naw? Ah weel, a wee seegair is no muckle to gie a body wha's brocht fame an' honor to the Wing." "I often wonder, Tam," said Carter, "how much you're joking and laughing at yourself when you're talking about 'Tam, the Terror of the Clouds, and how much you're in earnest." A fleeting smile flickered for a second about Tam's mouth and vanished.
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