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Blaine was at the instant trying to got on the tail of a big Taube, not unlike the one Blaine and Erwin had captured and used while on an earlier scout, as may be recalled by the reader. What accentuated Blaine's eagerness was the glimpse he caught of that Death's Head Flag, which had also adorned the former captured machine.
Erwin commanded herself sufficiently to resume: "And there were there were no other ladies?" "No." "And you were " "I was the only woman on board," replied Lydia. She rose abruptly, striking the edge of the table in her movement, and setting its china and silver jarring. "Oh, I know what you mean, aunt Josephine, but two days ago I couldn't have dreamt it!
A week afterwards the friends met again. "Ah," said Mr. Erwin, as he took the hand of Mr. Steel, "I see a new light in your face. Something has taken off from your heart that dead, dull weight of which you complained when I was last here. I don't know when I have seen so cheerful an expression on your countenance." "Perhaps your eyes were dull before." Mr.
The great of heart undoubtedly possess this highest quality of the physician, if the statement may thus be put backhandedly, and Peter Erwin instinctively understood the essential of what was going on within her. He appeared to take a delight in the fancy she had suggested; that he had brought a portion of the newer world to France. "Not a piece of the Atlantic coast, certainly," he replied.
Though the Archies were now quite out of range, night was so near at hand that this seemed good policy. Blaine now added: "I'm goin' to give that Fokker another round. Be back with you in a minute." Then on he went after the German. What ensued was rather puzzling to both Bangs and Erwin. Blaine was now evidently faster than the German, whose machine had apparently sustained some internal injury.
It was Peter Erwin, and he was a favourite in the bank, where he had been introduced by Mr. Leffingwell himself. He was an orphan and lived with his grandmother, an impoverished old lady with good blood in her veins who boarded in Graham's Row, on Olive Street. Suffice it to add, at this time, that he worshipped Mr. Leffingwell, and that he was back in a twinkling with the information that Mr.
Orris expelled a deep breath, while he put on all the power his speedy plane would stand. "I'll get him even if the Boches got me!" From the course followed by the biplane Erwin knew that he was already well to the northward of the point of his own return, provided he was able to make the trip back in safety.
"Yet true, nevertheless." "In all these years of strife with fortune in all these years of unremitted gain has there been any great and worthy end in your mind? Any purpose beyond the acquirement of wealth?" Mr. Steel's brows contracted. He looked at his friend for a moment like one half surprised, and then glanced thoughtfully down at the floor. "Gain, and only gain," said Mr. Erwin.
Continuing, the general said: "When you are again able to rejoin the squadron, you, like your friend, will find that your own government has not only approved, but rewarded you also for what you have done. Farewell!" The general with his escort left. General Pershing stopped only long enough to shake hands informally with those remaining, particularly with Cheval, Blaine and finally with Erwin.
But it wasn't from Jim that I heard about you first. You'd never guess who told me you were here." "Who?" asked Honora, curiously. "Mr. Erwin." "Peter Erwin!" "I'm perfectly shameless," proclaimed Ethel Wing. "I've lost my heart to him, and I don't care who knows it. Why in the world didn't you marry him?" "But where did you see him?"
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