1 At the expiration of an hour Edmond was awakened by the roar of thunder.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 21. The Island of Tiboulen. 2 The carriage rolled with a thundering noise over the pavement, and every one turned to notice the dazzling meteor.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 85. The Journey. 3 It was a human storm, made up of a thunder of cries, and a hail of sweetmeats, flowers, eggs, oranges, and nosegays.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 36. The Carnival at Rome. 4 At the same moment, and in the midst of the terrifying silence which usually follows a clap of thunder, they heard a knocking at the door.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 44. The Vendetta. 5 At this moment there was a tremendous clap of thunder, accompanied by a flash of lightning so vivid, that it quite eclipsed the light of the lamp.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 44. The Vendetta. 6 The thunder growled in the distance; but it was apparently not heard by the jeweller, Caderousse, or La Carconte, absorbed as they were all three with the demon of gain.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 44. The Vendetta. 7 But as if to contradict his statement, at that instant a violent clap of thunder seemed to shake the house to its very foundation, while a sudden gust of wind, mingled with rain, extinguished the lamp he held in his hand.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 45. The Rain of Blood. 8 The explosion, which had been so long restrained from a feeling of respect to the court of justice, now burst forth like thunder from the breasts of all present; the court itself did not seek to restrain the feelings of the audience.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 110. The Indictment. 9 Joannes stayed for a while to see whether the storm seemed to abate in its fury, but a brief space of time sufficed to assure him that, instead of diminishing, the violence of the rain and thunder momentarily increased; resigning himself, therefore, to what seemed inevitable, he bade his host good-night, and mounted the stairs.
The Count of Monte Cristo By Alexandre DumasContextHighlight In Chapter 45. The Rain of Blood.