The sea has boiled.

See what wind and what flood you are bringing upon us." By and by, above even the fierce roar of the mingled thunder and cyclone, a wild orgy of noise burst upon them all from without the hut.

It was a sound as of numberless drums and tom-toms, all beaten in unison with the mad energy of fear; a hideous sound, suggestive of some hateful heathen devil-worship.

Muriel clapped her hands to her ears in horror.

"Oh, what's that ?" she cried to Felix, at this new addition to their endless alarms.