George Gordon Hastings, The first American King (1904)
“ The Guards! They have been attacked!” cried Kearns as, breathless and panting, he ran into the Chancellerie.“Attacked!” repeated Mortimer, standing sword in hand, stern-faced and bleeding from a wound in the arm. “Attacked by whom?”“The air-ships—the air-ships!” gasped Kearns. “But,” he exclaimed, pointing to the form upon the ground; “what—what is this?”“One who has met a rightful doom!” answered Mortimer. “But the attack—tell me of the attack.” ”
