I am not afraid of the Junkers here,—I have spirits,—but the Germans at home have no spirits.
It was as though they both intended to fly right straight into the Junkers.
From nose to tail the Junkers became no more than a moving ball of fire.
"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.