Night FlightIn this gripping novel, Saint-Exupéry tells about the brave men who piloted night mail planes from Patagonia, Chile, and Paraguay to Argentina in the early days of commercial aviation. Preface by André Gide. Translated by Stuart Gilbert. |
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"I can't see the dials; I'll light up." He touched the switches, but the red light falling
from the cockpit lamps upon the dial hands was so diluted with the blue evening
glow that they did not catch its color. When he passed his fingers close before a ...
"I can't see the dials; I'll light up." He touched the switches, but the red light falling
from the cockpit lamps upon the dial hands was so diluted with the blue evening
glow that they did not catch its color. When he passed his fingers close before a ...
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No longer were they distinguishable from the plains. The villages were lighting
up, constellations that greeted each other across the dusk. And, at a touch of his
finger, his flying-lights flashed back a greeting to them. The earth grew spangled
...
No longer were they distinguishable from the plains. The villages were lighting
up, constellations that greeted each other across the dusk. And, at a touch of his
finger, his flying-lights flashed back a greeting to them. The earth grew spangled
...
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III. The sound of the distant engine swelled and thickened; a sound of ripening.
Lights flashed out. The red lamps on the light-tower silhouetted a hangar, radio
standards, a squarelanding ground. The setting of a gala night. "There she
comes!
III. The sound of the distant engine swelled and thickened; a sound of ripening.
Lights flashed out. The red lamps on the light-tower silhouetted a hangar, radio
standards, a squarelanding ground. The setting of a gala night. "There she
comes!
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