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She was nearly always civilly treated, because so many German soldiers had known her as a friend in hospital and told other soldiers. At one such sale she bought a serviceable motor-car for 750 francs; at another drums of petrol. She had provided herself with funds by going to her mother's bank and reopening the question of the deposited jewels and plate.
Then I found myself missing America's cleanliness, America's despatch, its hotel efficiency, its lashings of cream, its ice on every hand. All this at Liverpool! I missed later the petrol fountains all about the roads, a few of which I had seen in India, at which the motorist can replenish; but these surely will not be long in coming.
On several occasions, after a direct hit, a wounded British pilot has brought his craft to safety, with wings and fuselage weirdly ventilated and half the control wires helpless. Archie wounded a pilot from our aerodrome in the head and leg, and an opening the size of a duck's egg was ripped into the petrol tank facing him. The pressure went, and so did the engine-power.
With this 200 horse-power Anzani, a petrol consumption of as low as 0.49 lbs. of fuel per brake horse-power per hour has been obtained, but the consumption of lubricating oil is compensatingly high, being up to one-fifth of the fuel used.
But finally, by making himself think in German, he began to see a light ahead. And after an hour's hard work he gave a cry of exultation. "I believe I've got it!" he cried. "Listen and see if this doesn't sound reasonable!" "Go ahead!" said Jack and Dick, eagerly. "Here it is," said Harry. "Petrol just arranged. Supply on way. Reach Bray Friday. Von Wedel may come. Red light markers arranged.
The body of his car is being changed and it's in the shop. He must have been jesting when he said he would pay for the petrol I should have said gasoline." Sara laughed. "You will know him better, my dear," she said. "Leslie is very light-hearted." "He suggested bringing a friend," went on Hetty hurriedly. "A Mr. Booth, the portrait painter." "I met him in Italy. He is charming.
For though this was but the close of May, I found it worn into threadbare patches, with edges unravelled like those of some old carpet in a seaside lodging-house. The lanes that fed it were already thick with dust as in thirsty August, and instead of eglantine, wild-roses, and the rest, a smell of petrol hung upon hedges that were quite lustreless.
But it's lucky I thought of setting fire to the petrol, or they would certainly have been upon us, and there's such a crowd of them that we might have been done for. Set the engine working. The noise will keep them away." With some difficulty they turned the aeroplane round to face down stream, where there was a fairly level stretch of a few yards for running off.
"Evidently you can’t go with me." "Haven’t you enough petrol to take you to Lorient?" "How far is Lorient?" Wayland told him. "I don’t know," said the flight-lieutenant; "I’ll have to try to get somewhere. I suppose it is useless for me to ask," he added, "but have you, by any chance, a bit of canvas an old sail or hammock? I don’t need much.
"When Bertha hit the two days ago, we rushed for taxis to go down to see the place Coralie has petrol for her motor since two weeks you know" and she smiled wickedly "Monsieur le Ministre must show his gratitude somehow mustn't he?
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