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john9221 · Wysłany: Sob 19:28, 12 Mar 2011

ard and roared above the town. The crash no longer rolled afarbut cracked close to
the earhardcrepitant. Quick lightning stabbed the world in vicious and repeated hate. A blue-black
moistness lay heavy on the cowering earth. The rain came--a few drops at firstsullenas if loath to comethat
splashed on the pavement wide as a crown piece; then a white rush of slanting spears. A great blob shot in
through the windowopen at the topand spat wide on Gourlay's cheek. It was lukewarm. He started
violently--that warmth on his cheek brought the terror so near.
The heavens were rent with a crashand the earth seemed on fire. Gourlay screamed in terror.
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The baker put his arm round him in kindly protection.
Tutsmandinna be feared he said. You're John Gourlay's sonye know. You ought to be a hardy man.
Aybut I'm no chattered John yilai:
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But the worst was soon over. Lightningboth sheeted and forkedwas vivid as everbut the thunder slunk
growling away.
The heavens are opening and shutting like a man's eye said Gourlay. Ohit's a terrible thing the world [link widoczny dla zalogowanych]!
and he covered his face with his hands.
A flash shot into a mounded wood far away. "It stabbed it like