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Updated: June 11, 2025
A mile more halted at intervals by the very thing which an hour or so before Barry Houston had come almost to hate, the tight-packed banks of snow then came a new emergency. One chance was left, and Barry took it, the "burring" of the gears in lieu of a brake.
We had been more than two hours and ten minutes in the air, and we were both glad of a good stretch as we walked to the hangar, the burring buzz of the propeller still in my ears. It was an interesting gathering which faced the warm fire in a smoking-room of an East Coast station of the Royal Naval Air Service.
I shouted to the drivers to pass on, which they did, at full tilt, while I drew rein by the old man's side. "Aurelia," I said, "this is no place for you. Do get away from here before they find you out." "Why," she said, very calmly, in the broad burring man's voice which she imitated so exactly. "I be come 'ere to find you out. You'm going to your death, boy.
With that, he turned on a switch, and the propeller whirred a warning of departure to the clouds. It was a parting shot to ascertain that the engines were in trim, and after the engine had been stopped the craft was wheeled out into the waters of the bay, and then again the propeller rent the air with a burring noise which is surprising even if you are more or less prepared for it.
There it is that their quickness and epigrammatic turn of expression are best seen. Two disputants will, when in good-humor and warmed with wine, string off verse after verse at each other's expense, full of point and fun, the guitar burring along in the intervals, and a chorus of laughter saluting every good hit.
He motioned Harry Baggs to follow him and proceeded to the brow of the field, where he settled down against a fence, picking disconsolately at the burring strings and attempting to tighten an ancient bow. Baggs dropped beside him. Below them night flooded the winding road and deepened under the hedges; a window showed palely alight; the stillness was intense. "Now!" French Janin said.
"You think so?" said Fleur shortly. "Worries," repeated Monsieur Profond, burring the r's. Fleur spun round. "Shall I tell you," she said, "what would give him pleasure?" But the words: "To hear that you had cleared out" died at the expression on his face. All his fine white teeth were showing. "I was hearin' at the Club to-day, about his old trouble." "What do you mean?"
She came alone by herself yesterday, but the mountain passes sort of scairt her, and she asked Mark to drive back with her." "Oh!" There was a challenge in the tone that called the red to Mrs. Carter's cheek again, But Christie McMertrie's soft burring tongue slid in smoothly: "What wad ye think o' the briar pattern around the edge?
She spoke in a full and rather rich voice, with a slightly burring accent, and looked the doctor full in the face with a pair of large and sensible grey eyes.
They moved with their strange, distorted dignity, a certain beauty, and unnatural stillness in their bearing, a look of abstraction and half resignation in their pale, often gaunt faces. They belonged to another world, they had a strange glamour, their voices were full of an intolerable deep resonance, like a machine's burring, a music more maddening than the siren's long ago.
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