The Phantom Airman

Par : Allan Frewin Jones

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  • Nombre de pages63
  • FormatPoche
  • Poids0.07 kg
  • Dimensions12,8 cm × 19,8 cm × 0,6 cm
  • ISBN0-333-79887-2
  • EAN9780333798874
  • Date de parution06/09/2000
  • Collectionheinemann elt guided readers
  • ÉditeurMacmillan

Résumé

Two girls and two boys were standing in the middle of Lychford Green airfield. The airfield wasn't used any more and its buildings were in ruins. Grass grew on the broken runways. It was raining and the kids were cold and wet. 'This is a sad place!' Jack said. 'Something terrible happened here once.' The rain was falling heavily now and a strong wind was blowing. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning. Thunder followed it at once. The four friends were in the middle of a terrible storm! Regan looked up and she screamed. A black shape was falling out of the dark clouds. 'It's a World War Two Spitfire!' Tom shouted. 'And it's going to crash!'
Two girls and two boys were standing in the middle of Lychford Green airfield. The airfield wasn't used any more and its buildings were in ruins. Grass grew on the broken runways. It was raining and the kids were cold and wet. 'This is a sad place!' Jack said. 'Something terrible happened here once.' The rain was falling heavily now and a strong wind was blowing. Suddenly, there was a flash of lightning. Thunder followed it at once. The four friends were in the middle of a terrible storm! Regan looked up and she screamed. A black shape was falling out of the dark clouds. 'It's a World War Two Spitfire!' Tom shouted. 'And it's going to crash!'