It went over my hat.

Where is it ?" Hume ran into the bedroom, and returned with a bowler hat torn to shreds.
"There you are," said Robert coolly, "Fancy my head in that condition." "You used the word 'pitched.' Do you mean that someone cannoned against you ?" "Not a bit of it.

It was no accident of a hurrying man blindly following an umbrella.

I have been a sailor, Mr.Brett, and am accustomed to maintaining my balance in a sudden lurch.

I do it intuitively.