I feel it," says Mariet.
The women grow silent.

The breakers strike against the shore dully with the regularity of a great pendulum.

The unknown city, wrapped with fire and smoke, is still being destroyed in the sky; yet it does not fall down completely; and the sea is waiting.

Mariet lifts her lowered head.
"What were you going to say, Mariet ?" "Didn't he pass here ?" asks Mariet in a low voice.
Another woman answers timidly: "Hush! Why do you speak of him?
I fear him.

No, he did not pass this way." "He did.