I am not afraid of the Junkers here,—I have spirits,—but the Germans at home have no spirits.
From nose to tail the Junkers became no more than a moving ball of fire.
It was as though they both intended to fly right straight into the Junkers.
"Junkers, right enough," Dawson repeated with a nod of his head.
But your Junkers and other jingoes neither wavered nor hesitated.
The Junkers and the Government knew that they had no reason to dread a renewal of 1848.
Like Amanda's, Mrs. Twist's life had been up to this empty of Junkers.
They were clamorously back of the Junkers in their demands for war.
I loved to look at his open brow; it was so like our bravest German Junkers.
The Junkers were slow and low-powered, not being able to exceed 170 miles per hour.