Let's have a look the other side." He had scarcely got up to cross the compartment when the rattle of a machine-gun very near broke out.

"Our fellows, likely," he exclaimed excitedly, struggling with the sash, but they knew the truth almost as he spoke.
Langton ducked back.

A plane on the other side was deliberately flying up the train, machine-gunning.

"Down, padre, for God's sake!" he exclaimed, and threw himself on the floor.
Peter couldn't move.

He heard the splintering of glass and a rending of woodwork, some oaths, and a sudden cry.