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"What's the row?" said Bert. "Shut up!" said the lieutenant. "Can't you hear?" Into the stillness came the repeated heavy thud of guns, one, two, a pause, then three in quick succession. "Gaw!" said Bert "guns!" and was instantly at the lieutenant's side. The airship was still very high and the sea below was masked by a thin veil of clouds.

"I'm shorry," he said, "to be thish con ... condish'n, gemmem, but y'see it's like this. A gemman said to me, y'see, 'Bert, 'e says ... thash my name ... Bert, called after Queen's 'usban' ... Gaw' bless 'er!... Alber' the Goo' they called 'im ... not me, oh, Lor' no!... thish gemmam, 'e says to me, 'Bert, 'e says, 'come an' 'ave one! an' so o' course I 'ad to 'ave one. Thash 'ow 'twas, see!

He saw the river was very near, the post to which the punt was tied not three yards away. With a wild yell, he sent the broom home into his antagonist's ribs. "Woosh!" he cried, as the resistance gave. "Oh! Gaw!" said Uncle Jim, going backward helplessly, and Mr. Polly thrust hard and abandoned the broom to the enemy's despairing clutch. Splash! Uncle Jim was in the water and Mr.

Its port reached to its heart like Venice, and, like Venice, it was obvious, dramatic, and proud. Seen from above it was alive with crawling trains and cars, and at a thousand points it was already breaking into quivering light. New York was altogether at its best that evening, its splendid best. "Gaw! What a place!" said Bert.

He hit him as though he was a German private. Bert went back, white and scared, but resolved by all his Cockney standards upon one thing. He was bound in honour to "go for" the Prince. "Gaw!" he gasped, buttoning his jacket. "Now," cried the Prince, "Vil you go?" and then catching the heroic gleam in Bert's eye, drew his sword.

"How are ye, Cap'm? Gaw damn ye! Haw, haw, aw!" and reeled onward, brimful of spirituous good-nature. Four days more had I in Charleston, waiting from tide to tide for a chance to sail to New York, and listening from hour to hour for the guns of Fort Sumter.

Bert's heart began to beat rapidly. He felt himself poised over the fighting vessels far below. In a moment, were they to drop like a hawk striking a bird? "Gaw!" he whispered at last, in awestricken tones. Thud!... thud! He discovered far away a second ruddy flare flashing guns back at the first.

"D it, he has had it on his nob, though," said Lord Viscount Rooster, laconically. "Ah, Roosterre! ceci n'est pas pour rire," Florac cried sadly, as they both walked away with Lord Kew; "I wish that first blood was all that was to be shed in this quarrel" "Gaw! how he did go down!" cried Rooster, convulsed with laughter. "I am very sorry for it," said Kew, quite seriously; "I couldn't help it.

The night was electrical with horror. For a time everything was still. Bert ceased to breathe. It could not be. No, it was too small! It advanced suddenly upon him with a rush, with a little meawling cry and tail erect. It rubbed its head against him and purred. It was a tiny, skinny little kitten. "Gaw, Pussy! 'ow you frightened me!" said Bert, with drops of perspiration on his brow.

Here were the orders, plain as the nose on your face, and here was that fool going about with matches " "Gaw! I shan't forget that bit in a 'urry," said Bert irrelevantly. Kurt did not answer him. He was measuring their distance from New York and speculating. "Wonder what the American aeroplanes are like?" he said.