1. (...They clawed, they slapped, they fled, leaving behind them a
trophy of banners and brasses crudely arranged round the big drum...) This
is from 'The Vortex' in 'A Diversity of
Creatures'.
2. (...he heard a sound as
though all the earth were humming. Then he ran as he had never run in his
life before...) This is from 'Red Dog' in 'The Second Jungle
Book'.
3. (...the old Queen cried
the swarming cry, which to a bee of good blood should be what the trumpet
was to Job's war-horse...) This is from 'The Mother Hive' in
'Actions and Reactions'.
Good wishes to all, John
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