Barbara continued to sleep. 

Meanwhile the rushing rain no longer poured, but only 
pattered ; then no longer pattered, but only trickled ; and 
at last altogether ceased. 

As soon as the noise of the tempest was lulled, and the 
air was still enough to convey other sounds than of the 
roaring winds, there arose a strong and agonizing cry of a 
human voice, shouting " Barbara !" Again, at short in- 
tervals as of a minute-gun, it could be heard crying 
'^ Barbara ! " Above all the strange stridulations, 
screechings, ringings, pipings, and chirpings which, 
^iter the rain> burst forth like a chorus from beasts, 



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birds, and insects, this solitary voice of hnman  went 
on exclaiming ^^ Barbara !" Conquering all other noises 
it covered the whole island, penetrated the thicket, echoed 
through the Hermit's Chapel, and made the very roof re- 
echo the name " Barbara ! " 

the piercing power of a human voice with an agoniz- 
ing  behind it lending  to its cry ! The sleeper 
heard it, and awoke. She sat up and looked round her, 
dazed. 

^* Where am I ? " she cried, rubbing lier swollen eyes 
with her swollen hands. ^' This strange daylight what is 
it ? These shining creatures