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The Aeroplane Speaks. Fifth Edition
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H. Barber
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"Oh,
shut
up!"
cry
all
the
Wires
in
unison,
"haven't
we
got
our
troubles
too?
We're
in
the
most
horrible
state
of
tension.
It's
simply
murdering
our
Factor
of
Safety,
and
how
we
can
possibly
stand
it
when
we
get
the
Lift
only
the
Designer
knows."
"That's
all
right,"
squeak
all
the
little
Wire
loops,
"we're
that
accommodating,
we're
sure
to
elongate
a
bit
and
so
relieve
your
tension."
For
the
whole
Aeroplane
is
braced
together
with
innumerable
wires,
many
of
which
are
at
their
ends
bent
over
in
the
form
of
loops
in
order
to
connect
with
the
metal
fittings
on
the
spars
and
elsewhere--a
cheap
and
easy
way
of
making
connection.
"Elongate,
you
little
devils,
would
you?"
fairly
shout
the
Angles
of
Incidence,
Dihedral
and
Stagger,
amid
a
chorus
of
groans
from
all
parts
of
the
Aeroplane.
"What's
going
to
happen
to
us
then?
How
are
we
going
to
keep
our
adjustments
upon
which
good
flying
depends?"
"Butt
us
and
screw
us,"[9]
wail
the
Wires.
"Butt
us
and
screw
us,
and
death
to
the
Loops.
That's
what
we
sang
to
the
Designer,
but
he
only
looked
sad
and
scowled
at
the
Directors."
"And
who
on
earth
are
they?"
asked
the
Loops,
trembling
for
their
troublesome
little
lives.
"On
earth
indeed,"
sniffed
Efficiency,
who
had
not
spoken
before,
having
been
rendered
rather
shy
by
being
badly
compromised
in
the
Drawing
Office.
"I'd
like
to
get
some
of
them
up
between
Heaven
and
Earth,
I
would.
I'd
give
'em
something
to
think
of
besides
their
Debits
and
Credits--but
all
the
same
the
Designer
will
get
his
way
in
the
end.
I'm
his
Best
Girl,
you
know,
and
if
we
could
only
get
rid
of
the
Directors,
the
little
Tin
god,
and
the
Man-who-takes-the-credit,
we
should
be
quite
happy."
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