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Updated: August 9, 2024
"Surely not to-night: the Dauphin might resent a stranger's coming so late." "The Dauphin? Phit! Little Charles is pretty Ursula's echo and nothing more. Come, let us go." "Then Mademoiselle de Vesc may object." "Mademoiselle de Vesc? So you know her name, do you? And what girl objects to a love song? I never yet knew one who did, and Francois Villon has lived his life.
As I drew near an old moss-covered apple-tree, I heard a low though energetic "phit! phit!" and a chipping sparrow emerged from the tree with much haste, quickly followed by a redstart, with the unmistakable air of proprietor. The sight of me made a diversion.
Then he let a drop of something fall on the ruby and it fizzled up for all the world like pink champagne. "Go on, don't mind me!" I told him, so he touched the diamond with an electric wire "phit!" and there was only something that looked like the ash of a shocking bad cigar. Then the pearls and they popped like so many air-balloons. "Are you satisfied?" he asked.
Then the air began to scream and whistle. Bullets flew by the ears of the charging English with a phit, phit! and, when they ricocheted off the ground, with a wh-e-e-e-w! Up and down bobbed the black heads in the long rank grass, and bang, bang, bang went the guns.
I suppose it's good for us, but it's very bad for these 'ere Malay chaps, and it does make me feel a bit squirmy when one of them gives me a chance, and then it's oracle, phit, and down he goes, and me loading again. I don't want to shoot them.
Before the last knot of the bundle was untied by the mite's busy fingers there crawled out a tiny tortoise-shell kitten, with its diminutive little tail erect like a young bottle-brush, which gave vent to a "phiz- phit," as if indignant at its long confinement, and then proceeded to rub itself against Jupp's leg, with a purring mew on recognising a friend.
Every now and then with the clear high "phit" of the Mauser bullet would come the hideous twisting whistle of the Martini really a horrible sound.
Further conversation was ended by the report of a musket, which served as the signal for several more, all fired from beyond the parade-ground, and doing no harm, though the whiz and phit of the bullets passed close by, and could be heard striking against the nearest buildings. "Cover," said the Major sharply. "Never mind the fire now.
`Whiz! went the matchlock balls of the Arabs past our ears; `whir-r-ir' sliced away their scimitars right and left in the air, with the regularity of so many flails at work on a barn-floor; but we did not mind them a bit, for the `phit phit phit! of the bullets from our Martini rifles pattered amongst the bronze-coloured rascals like hail, deadening the whiz of their longer-barrelled weapons, while ever and anon the Maxim of the second cutter grunted out a fusillade of grape, making a noise like that of an old man with a bad cough on a winter's night going up to bed in the cold.
Before I could say more, puff, puff, puff arose the tiny white clouds of smoke, followed by the cracking of the rifles, taken up by the echoes till there was a continuous roar; while phit, phit, phit, bullets began to drop about us, striking the stones, and others passed overhead with an angry buzz like so many big flies. "Retire!" shouted my companion. "It's of no use to waste ammunition.
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