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The Aeroplane Speaks. Fifth Edition
·
H. Barber
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As
the
Pilot
and
Observer
approach
the
Aeroplane
the
former
is
clearly
not
in
the
best
of
tempers.
"It's
rotten
luck,"
he
is
saying,
"a
blank
shame
that
I
should
have
to
take
this
blessed
'bus
and
join
X
Reserve
Squadron,
stationed
a
hundred
and
fifty
miles
from
anywhere;
and
just
as
I
have
licked
my
Flight
into
shape.
Now
some
slack
blighter
will,
I
suppose,
command
it
and
get
the
credit
of
all
my
work!"
"Shut
up,
you
grouser,"
said
the
Observer.
"Do
you
think
you're
the
only
one
with
troubles?
Haven't
I
been
through
it
too?
Oh!
I
know
all
about
it!
You're
from
the
Special
Reserve
and
your
C.O.
doesn't
like
your
style
of
beauty,
and
you
won't
lick
his
boots,
and
you
were
a
bit
of
a
technical
knut
in
civil
life,
but
now
you've
jolly
well
got
to
know
less
than
those
senior
to
you.
Well!
It's
a
very
good
experience
for
most
of
us.
Perhaps
conceit
won't
be
at
quite
such
a
premium
after
this
war.
And
what's
the
use
of
grousing?
That
never
helped
anyone.
So
buck
up,
old
chap.
Your
day
will
come
yet.
Here's
our
machine,
and
I
must
say
it
looks
a
beauty!"
And,
as
the
Pilot
approaches
the
Aeroplane,
his
face
brightens
and
he
soon
forgets
his
troubles
as
he
critically
inspects
the
craft
which
is
to
transport
him
and
the
Observer
over
the
hills
and
far
away.
Turning
to
the
Flight-Sergeant
he
inquires,
"Tanks
full
of
petrol
and
oil?"
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