Ali appeared with his eyes starting out of his head.
"Master! House burn!" he shouted.
Almayer stood up holding by the table.

He could hear the yells of alarm and surprise in the settlement.

Ali wrung his hands, lamenting aloud.
"Stop this noise, fool!" said Almayer, quietly.

"Pick up my hammock and blankets and take them to the other house.

Quick, now!" The smoke burst through the crevices of the door, and Ali, with the hammock in his arms, cleared in one bound the steps of the verandah.
"It has caught well," muttered Almayer to himself.