The gale had become a hurricane: that hurricane was the most terrible that ever laid waste our city. ’ A derisive snort greeted this passage. I’ve had my time and lost my chances. In her ears there was a medley of sound: wailing music, rumbling tom-toms and sputtering firecrackers. At the farther end of the Lodge, the floor was raised to the height of a couple of steps; whence the whole place, with the exception of the remotest corner of the angle before-mentioned, could be commanded at a single glance.
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