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Updated: June 18, 2025
"I don't like the way the Rolls-Royce is acting," Bruce grumbled through his telephone to Barney, for, though they were not four feet apart, not a word could they hear, so great was the din of their two powerful engines. "Same here," answered Barney. "Old Major ought to have given us more time to try 'em out. Brand new." "Barren Lands far away. Forced to land in tree-tops. Good-night!"
The machine was a Vickers-Vimy bomber, engined with two Rolls-Royce Eagle VIII's, piloted by Captain John Alcock, D.S.C., with Lieut. Arthur Whitten-Brown as navigator. The journey was reported to be very rough, so much so at times that Captain Alcock stated that they were flying upside down, and for the greater part of the time they were out of sight of the sea.
These ingenious Air Service men do all their repairing on the spot. If a lorry gets stuck in the mud they just use enough lorries until they pull it out. "Our Rolls-Royce darted into the air on one stretch of bad road. It bumped out our dynamo, and we made the rest of the way along the dark road behind a staff car.
"Hullo!" he exclaimed, looking out of the window. "Who's going away this morning, I wonder? There's the Rolls-Royce at the door." Hamel, too, rose once more to his feet. The two exchanged swift glances. Moved by a common thought, they both started for the door, only to find it suddenly opened before them. Mr. Fentolin glided into the room. "Uncle!" Gerald exclaimed. Mr.
An entirely superfluous bobby weathered the corner, discovered Sofia in flight across the street, came about, and shaped a diagonal course to cut across her bows. She saw him coming and stopped short with a gasp of dismay. Simultaneously the Rolls-Royce slid smoothly in between them and Karslake hopped down.
The Rolls-Royce picked its way delicately round the paddocks, while the girls carried drinks and huge slabs of cake to the different bands of workers this being the time for "smoke-oh."
The years had brought a good deal of sober sense to Bosun and Monarch, but motors were still unfamiliar objects on Billabong. Indeed, no car of the size of Norah's Rolls-Royce had ever been seen in the district, and the men gaped at it open-mouthed as Jim drove it round to the stable after unloading his passengers. "Yerra, but that's the fine carry-van," said Murty.
As they crossed Piccadilly Circus Miss Van Tuyn said: "What a contrast to our walk that night!" "This way of travelling?" said Lady Sellingworth. "Yes. Which do you prefer, the life of Soho and the streets and raw humanity, or the Rolls-Royce life?"
Then she saw Phipps standing in the background and she raised her voice a little. "Mr. Wingate called for me," she explained. "Taxis are so scarce in our part of the world on Sunday nights, and when one does happen to know a man who makes enough money on Friday to buy a fleet of motor-cars on Saturday " "My doing," Kendrick interrupted. "I'm his broker. Did you buy the Rolls-Royce, Wingate?"
"H.P. wasn't noticing much," Wright went on, "as he was dictating letters to me, we used to do a lot of work in the Rolls-Royce in those rush days, but, directly he noticed that the chauffeur was uncertain of the road, he shoved his head out of the window and put him right at once.
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