The lies and dissemblings about this period are beyond most people's imaginations.

But the doue found no rest for the sole of her foote, and she returned vnto him into the Arke: […]

Coming back from a low-level strafe four miles inside German lines, he heard the familiar crack of a whip and turned to see a rednosed Fokker biplane diving out of the clouds.

A confounded thing to trifle thus humoursomely with such a gentleman's moments!