With one, last desperate lurch, the lorry cleared the tracks, disappearing out of the arclights, into the darkness; and then there was silence...

I'm only in grade 2, so I only know how to print.

The investigator concluded that the vehicle was not sufficiently fireworthy. Still another expert concluded that the vehicle was not crashworthy, a design defect.

The letter, perhaps, began in bitterness, but it did not end so. The adieu is charity itself. But think no more of the letter. The feelings of the person who wrote, and the person who received it, are now so widely different from what they were then, that every unpleasant circumstance attending it ought to be forgotten. You must learn some of my philosophy. Think only of the past as its remembrance gives you pleasure.