![]() ![]() Within the dormitory they gathered round the night-lamp in consternation, praying loud. It was wet, it was wild, it was pitch dark. I got up and dressed myself, and creeping outside the basement close by my bed, sat on its ledge, with my feet on the roof of a lower adjoining building. ![]() As for me, the tempest took hold of me with tyranny: I was roughly roused and obliged to live. One night a thunder-storm broke a sort of hurricane shook us in our beds: the Catholics rose in panic and prayed to their saints. “At that time, I well remember whatever could excite - certain accidents of the weather, for instance, were almost dreaded by me, because they woke the being I was always lulling, and stirred up a craving cry I could not satisfy. ![]()
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