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Something alive was tearing frantically about inside, banging against the stretched canvas in a way that made me think of a great moth dashing against the walls and ceiling of a room. SOMETHING ALIVE WAS TEARING FRANTICALLY ABOUT INSIDE BANGING AGAINST THE STRETCHED CANVAS IN A WAY THAT MADE ME THINK OF A GREAT MOTH DASHING AGAINST THE WALLS AND CEILING OF A ROOM
ly over the sea and opened the mist into lanes and clearings, driving it about like a living thing. It must have been well after midnight when a low booming sound drew my attention; but at first the sense of hearing was so strained that it was impossible exactly to locate it, and I imagined it was the thunder of big guns far out at sea carried to us by the rising wind. Then Maloney, catching hold of my arm and leaning forward, somehow brought the true relation, and I realised the next second that it was only a few feet away. "Sangree's tent," he exclaimed in a loud and startled whisper. I craned my head round the corner, but at first the effect of the fog was so confusing that every patch of white driving about before the wind looked like a moving tent and it was some seconds before I discovered the one patch that held steady. Then I saw that it was shaking all over, and the sides, flapping as much as the tightness of the ropes allowed, were the cause of the booming sound we had heard. EANWHILE THE WIND CAME STEADILY OVER THE SEA AND OPENED THE MIST INTO LANES AND CLEARINGS DRIVING IT ABOUT LIKE A LIVING THING IT MUST HAVE BEEN WELL AFTER MIDNIGHT WHEN A LOW BOOMING SOUND DREW MY ATTENTION BUT AT FIRST THE SENSE OF HEARING WAS SO STRANGE THAT IT WAS IMPOSSIBLE EXACTLY TO LOCATE IT AND I IMAGINED IT WAS THE THUNDER OF BIG GUNS FAR OUT AT SEA CARRIED TO US BY THE RISING WIND THEN MALONEY CATCHING HOLD OF MY ARM AND LEANING FORWARD SOMEHOW BROUGHT THE TRUE RELATION AND I REALIZED THE NEXT SECOND THAT IT WAS ONLY A FEW FEET AWAY SANGREE'S TENT HE EXCLAIMED IN A LOUD AND STARTLED WHISPER I CRANED MY HEAD ROUND THE CORNER BUT AT FIRST THE EFFECT OF THE FOG WAS SO CONFUSING THAT EVERY PATCH OF WHITE DRIVING ABOUT BEFORE THE WIND LOOKED LIKE A MOVING TENT AND IT WAS SOME SECONDS BEFORE I DISCOVERED THE ONE PATCH THAT HELD STEADY THEN I SAW IT WAS SHAKING ALL OVER AND THE SIDES FLAPPING AS MUCH AS THE TIGHTNESS OF THE ROPES ALLOWED WERE THE CAUSE OF THE BOOMING SOUND WE HEARD
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