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ually lost in a
distant roar. A steady wind now blew through the canyon. The great
walls seemed to gape wider to prepare for the torrent. Bostil backed
slowly up the trail as foot by foot the water rose. The floor of the amphi-
theater was now a lake of choppy, angry waves. The willows bent and
seethed in the edge of the current. Beyond ran an uneven, bulging mass
that resembled some gray, heavy moving monster. In the gloom Bostil
could see how the river turned a corner of wall and slanted away from it
toward the center [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], where it rose higher. Black objects that must have
been driftwood appeared on this crest. They showed an instant [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], then
flashed out of sight. The boom grew steadier, closer, louder, and the re-
verberations, like low detonations of thunder 201005112111372814adt, were less noticeable be-
cause all sounds were being swallowed up.
A harder breeze puffed into Bostil's face. It brought a tremendous
thunder a male oneof course, as if all the colossal walls were falling in avalanche. Bostil knew
the crest of the flood had turned the corner above and would soon reach
him. He watched. He listened, but sound had ceased. His cars seemed
ringing and they hurt. All his body felt cold, and he backed up and up,
with dead feet.
The shadows of the canyon lightened. A river-wide froth [link widoczny dla zalogowanych], like a
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