‘I say Hector, what a splendid beast’
‘It certainly is Arthur. The latest thing, motor cars. One day everybody will own one’
Hector swung the starting handle round and round until the engine spluttered into life. Arthur disappeared in a cloud of black exhaust. He staggered backwards coughing and gasping for breath. He wiped his streaming eyes and took on the look of a startled panda.
‘I certainly hope not Hector. The countryside will disappear under all this filthy smoke’.
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