"Grapnel," said Bert, and then with an afterthought shouted, "TETESthere, you! I say! I say! TETES. 'Eng it!"The grapnel smashed down a steeply sloping roof, followed by anavalanche of broken tiles, jumped the street amidst shrieks and cries,and smashed into a plate-glass window with an immense and sickeningimpact.
It was a district of very much the same character, but it was morecompletely urbanised and nearer to the centre of things; there werethe same unfinished roads, the same occasional disconcerted... read more
