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"Whoom!" The sound of the bursting bomb was nearer. "'Tis safer in the air," said Tam as he swung into his fuselage. "Contact!" A few seconds later, with a roar, the machine disappeared into the black wall of darkness. It came back in less than a minute well overhead and Blackie, straining his eyes upward, followed its progress against the stars until it melted into the sky. "Whoom!"
Buttoning his jacket as he went, he made his way across by a short cut to the hangars and found Blackie surrounded by half a dozen officers already on the spot. "Is that you, Tam? I want you to go up there she goes!" They listened. "Whoom!" "Fritz has sneaked across in the dark and is industriously bombing billets," he said; "he dodged the Creeper's Patrol. Go and see if you can find him."
"I can not distinguish the machine, but it looks suspicious." "Whoom! Whoom!" A field away, two great brown geysers of earth leaped up into the air and two deafening explosions set the bare branches of the trees swaying. Down the bank scrambled the distinguished party and in a few seconds the cars were streaking homeward.
The circus was now climbing desperately, but the watcher on high had a big margin of safety. "Whoom!" Just to the rear of the last staff car fell the bomb, blowing a great hole in the paved road and scattering stones and débris over a wide area. The cars fled onward, skidding at every turn of the road, and the bombs followed or preceded them, or else flung up the earth to left or right.
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