1 To-day is a grey day, and the sun as I write is hidden in thick clouds, high over Kettleness.
2 Just then a heavy cloud passed across the face of the moon, so that we were again in darkness.
3 I am daze, I am dazzle, with so much light, and yet clouds roll in behind the light every time.
4 There were dark, rolling clouds overhead, and in the air the heavy, oppressive sense of thunder.
5 There was a red cloud before me, and a noise like thunder, and the mist seemed to steal away under the door.
6 The night was dark with occasional gleams of moonlight between the rents of the heavy clouds that scudded across the sky.
7 The only light was the flickering rays of our own lamps, in which the steam from our hard-driven horses rose in a white cloud.
8 The time seemed interminable as we swept on our way, now in almost complete darkness, for the rolling clouds obscured the moon.
9 There was a bright full moon, with heavy black, driving clouds, which threw the whole scene into a fleeting diorama of light and shade as they sailed across.
10 When I came in view again the cloud had passed, and the moonlight struck so brilliantly that I could see Lucy half reclining with her head lying over the back of the seat.
11 The figure stopped, and at the moment a ray of moonlight fell upon the masses of driving clouds and showed in startling prominence a dark-haired woman, dressed in the cerements of the grave.
12 It got thicker and thicker, till it seemed as if it became concentrated into a sort of pillar of cloud in the room, through the top of which I could see the light of the gas shining like a red eye.
13 The approach of sunset was so very beautiful, so grand in its masses of splendidly-coloured clouds, that there was quite an assemblage on the walk along the cliff in the old churchyard to enjoy the beauty.
14 Then as the cloud passed I could see the ruins of the abbey coming into view; and as the edge of a narrow band of light as sharp as a sword-cut moved along, the church and the churchyard became gradually visible.
15 The coming of the cloud was too quick for me to see much, for shadow shut down on light almost immediately; but it seemed to me as though something dark stood behind the seat where the white figure shone, and bent over it.
16 I could not see any cause for it, for the howling of the wolves had ceased altogether; but just then the moon, sailing through the black clouds, appeared behind the jagged crest of a beetling, pine-clad rock, and by its light I saw around us a ring of wolves, with white teeth and lolling red tongues, with long, sinewy limbs and shaggy hair.
17 It was a shock to me to turn from the wonderful smoky beauty of a sunset over London, with its lurid lights and inky shadows and all the marvellous tints that come on foul clouds even as on foul water, and to realise all the grim sternness of my own cold stone building, with its wealth of breathing misery, and my own desolate heart to endure it all.
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