’Jimmy，’shecalled，’Jimmy！’andwavedtohim。Heheardher，andbegantocometowardsherthroughthecrowd。Theycouldseefromthebalconythesea—captainedginghiswayoutfromamongthepeople。Andhisfacewasdeadwhite，likepaper。
’Tothehills！’hecriedinaloudandterriblevoice。Andabovehisvoicecameanothervoice，louder，moreterrible——thevoiceofthesea。
Thegirlslookedseaward。
Acrossthesmoothdistanceoftheseasomethinghugeandblackrolledtowardsthetown。Itwasawave，butawaveahundredfeetinheight，awavethatlookedlikeamountain——awaverisinghigherandhighertillsuddenlyitseemedtobreakintwo——onehalfofitrushedouttoseaagain；theother——
’Oh！’criedAnthea，’thetown——thepoorpeople！’