Дети капитана Гранта

Between Fire and Water

           Holdinghiswatchclosetotheinsect,Paganelsawdistinctlythatthetimewas10P.M.

           OnrejoiningtheMajorandhisthreesailors,Glenarvanwarnedthemoftheapproachingstorm,andadvisedthemtosecurethemselvesintheirbedsofbranchesasfirmlyaspossible,fortherewasnodoubtthatafterthefirstclapofthunderthewindwouldbecomeunchained,andtheOMBUwouldbeviolentlyshaken.Thoughtheycouldnotdefendthemselvesfromthewatersabove,theymightatleastkeepoutoftherushingcurrentbeneath.

           Theywishedoneanother"good-night,"thoughhardlydaringtohopeforit,andtheneachonerolledhimselfinhisponchoandlaydowntosleep.

           Buttheapproachofthegreatphenomenaofnatureexcitesvagueuneasinessintheheartofeverysentientbeing,eveninthemoststrong-minded.ThewholepartyintheOMBUfeltagitatedandoppressed,andnotoneofthemcouldclosehiseyes.Thefirstpealofthunderfoundthemwideawake.Itoccurredabout11P.M.,andsoundedlikeadistantrolling.Glenarvanventuredtocreepoutoftheshelteringfoliage,andmadehiswaytotheextremityofthehorizontalbranchtotakealookround.

           Thedeepblacknessofthenightwasalreadyscarifiedwithsharpbrightlines,whichwerereflectedbackbythewaterwithunerringexactness.Thecloudshadrentinmanyparts,butnoiselessly,likesomesoftcottonmaterial.Afterattentivelyobservingboththezenithandhorizon,Glenarvanwentbacktothecenterofthetrunk.

           "Well,Glenarvan,what’syourreport?"askedPaganel.

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