heard!" said Bess. "It was farther off, and I thought it was the rumbling of a train."
"Where does it come from?" said Uncle Rob. "It sounds like 'a bolt out of a clear sky.'"
We couldn't see any clouds then; for the hills cut them off; but in a few moments the birds began calling and flying about wildly, and little ripples went fluttering all over the water; and then, suddenly the sun was put out, and the sky went black, all in a minute.
"Coming up fast, isn't she?" said Uncle Rob. "Any shelter near?"
"Nope," said Bob. "Not a thing."
"Well, suppose we put up the side-curtains—and look pleasant."
We got the curtains up just in time, and then the storm broke. Gee, but it was a corker! The rain just simply slopped over as if something up above was too full; and the thunder and lightning kept up a steady squabble to see which would get there first. It was like being right in the middle of Balaklava; and every time that the artillery went off, which was all the time, those horses did stunts. You never saw anything like it.
