| "No," said Prime soberly; "it was—er—it looks as if it might have been an aeroplane" | [Frontispiece] |
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| "Is it good?" she asked, when he had inhaled the first
deep breath | [52] |
| "Hold her!" he shouted. "We've got to make the
shore, if it smashes us!" | [108] |
| "Vraiment! she's one good gon," he commented . . .
"W'ere you get 'um?" | [172] |
| "None o' that, now! Ye'll be puttin' yer hands up ower yer
heids—the baith o' ye—or it'll be the waur f'r ye!" | [212] |
| "The account between us is too long to wait for daylight!" | [228] |