George Gordon Hastings

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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.”
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George Gordon Hastings The first American King (1904)

Lady Brooke is a handsome woman—although I never particularly took to her—but she never looked so handsome to me as at that moment. I could have laughed out—laughed out loud and long—as she spoke pityingly of the almost certain loss of those confounded millions. Just as if the man who wins her for her own sweet sake alone will not be richer than the royal heir who comes to his throne.’”
“He said that—he said that! You heard him say that?” murmured Dorothy, from her chair, in a strangely muffled voice.
“Yes; of course that’s what he said,” replied Beatrice, engrossed in her story.
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George Gordon Hastings The first American King (1904)

What becomes of the regiment? In a few moments it is decimated—annihilated! All that remains is for the men in the motors and the scattered footmen in the distance to sweep down upon the scene and take charge of the dead, the dying and the prisoners. The same way in attacking a fort, or royal palace. Our air-ships would hover high above and, themselves beyond the reach of rifles, or of cannon, pursue their attack until the work of demolition was complete. As a military man, Captain Mortimer, I ask you how can such an attack be successfully resisted?
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