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The moon was not up, and I stared like a madman through the gloom of the evening. When the first point of the bow thrust out past the islet, I lit my slow match and stepped hurriedly away. A minute passed. Suddenly there was a roar a spurt of stone fragments in the air the hillside trembled, and the rock hurtled crashing down the abyss. The hills all round gave echo.
Even if not, one of those horrible cannon-balls might come crashing into the yacht's side at any moment, and every one on board might be instantly killed. Kate knew not what to do; whether to remain where she was, or to crawl out into the cabin and try to find some one even the hateful doctor who would tell her how great the danger was, and what one must do to be saved from it.
Suddenly, when the tension of watcher and watched was keenest, there came a mighty crashing at the door and a voice shouted loudly a summons to open in the king's name. Tristan knew well enough what the summons meant. "It is the watch, sire," he whispered to the king. Thibaut too, groping for his nimble antagonist and beginning to despair of crushing the man, heard and understood the summons.
After the slow years of self-inflicted exile; after the wavering weeks and months of repentance, doubt, and changing resolution, life had suddenly become breathless a hurrying rush down some Avernian descent, towards crashing pain and tumult. For how could it end well? She was no silly girl to suppose that such things can be made right again with a few soft words and a kiss.
"I came to the door of the cabin. All was black and silent. "'Ah! I thought, 'the rogue has played me false. "Not to subscribe to an uncertainty, I pushed at the door, saw only swimming dead vacancy before me, and tripping at the instant on the sill, stumbled crashing into the room below and slid my length on the floor. "Now, I must tell you, it was here my heart gave its first somersault.
It was in the very middle of the day a sultry day, when the sun was blazing hot that we were awakened by the sound of somebody coming through the bushes. The wind was blowing towards us, so that long before he came in sight we knew that it was a bear like ourselves. But what was a bear doing abroad at high noon of such a day, and crashing through the bushes in that headlong fashion?
Suddenly something jumped up and hit the glass of the port-hole a fearful, crashing blow that made me draw away my face in alarm; and the solid ground on which I stood vibrated for an instant. It was the Atlantic wave, caressing. I turned away, half shivering, from the menace.
Men shook their clenched fists, women shrieked, even children shouted curses. "We'll fight them! We'll slave no more for them!" And Mary found a magic word. "We'll have a union!" she shouted. "We'll get together and stay together! If they refuse us our rights, we'll know what to answer we'll have a strike!" There was a roar like the crashing of thunder in the mountains.
The impression that she was a mere phantom of the forest gained a new ascendency over him; indeed, amid the howling of the waves and the tempest, the crashing of the trees, and the entire change of the once so peaceful and beautiful scene, he was tempted to view the whole peninsula, together with the cottage and its inhabitants, as little more than some mockery of his senses.
Even, however, when I laid my head on the pillow, I knew that any moment I might be awakened by the fearful crashing of the ship striking on a coral reef, with the sound of our remaining mast going by the board. Before going to sleep, however, I went into the cabin, and entreated the ladies to lie down.
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