The dreadful shock had come and gone, but the external changes and terrors which the catastrophe8 had brought about could not be immediately realised. Presently they discovered that the ground had moved with them, and that they had been swept to a considerable distance from the plateau on which they had been standing10. A great gap yawned where the sundial had stood. Peter had disappeared. They themselves had been saved from falling by the trunk of a giant tree—one of the few which had not been up-rooted—while below them, on the slope of the hill, new spaces were revealed where other trees had crashed down to the ground.
The air was full of a strange echoing din11, caused by the collapse12 of buildings outside the limits of the park and in the town below. In the midst of these reverberating13 sounds, and in strange contrast, was heard the prolonged wail14 of terrified women and the shrill15 cry of a frightened child.
Gasping16, and looking up the hill, they could see,[Pg 180] rising from Lansdown, dense17 volumes of sulphurous smoke, through which shot vivid gleams of forking flame. Elsewhere a greyish veil began to spread across the land. A steaming, suffocating18 atmosphere choked their lungs.
Zenobia, white to the lips, made a faint gesture of assent20. "Hold my hand! We must find a way across the river," he said quickly.
Again she made an obedient sign; and Linton, guiding her, they moved cautiously forward in the strange grey twilight21 which began to enfold them.
Awe-inspiring sounds had been succeeded by a silence which was scarcely less terrible. A sense of horror half paralysed their faculties22 as they cautiously moved forward down the slope. Almost at their feet had opened a chasm23 which revealed many solid blocks of masonry24, such as had been used of old in the construction of the Roman Baths. The rending25 of the earth had exposed to view a section of what looked like the foundations of an ancient and imposing26 temple. Between the massive walls, at the bottom of some steps, they observed a narrow cell or chamber27, and as they stepped past the shadowy opening, Zenobia's foot came into contact with an ancient Roman lamp.
Of these things neither of them was fully28 conscious at the moment. They were mental photographs, vivid experiences unconsciously stored in memory and fraught29 with a strange confirmatory significance not yet to be appreciated.
Hand in hand, picking their steps apprehensively30, they made their way between the fallen trees down to the broad avenue leading to the lower gate of the Park. Here, at the gate, for the first time they encountered evidence of death and disaster in the town itself. Houses had collapsed31 on every side; distracting moans and piteous cries from unseen sufferers assailed[Pg 181] their ears. For a moment they paused before a monumental heap of stone and timber, impelled32 to render help in answer to these vague but terrible appeals.
"We can do nothing," groaned33 Linton, in answer to Zenobia's questioning pause. "Come," and he led her quickly round the wreckage34 of the houses.
Stumbling, half running, they made their way by a devious35 route down towards the heart of the town. In Queen Square there was a frightened crowd. Women and children, weeping and sobbing36, were kneeling on the roadway with hands upraised in prayer. Men came running towards them shouting unintelligible37 warnings ... questions. Terrified faces appeared at many upper windows. They saw a frenzied38 girl leap from the parapet of a tottering39 house and disappear behind a heap of ruins.
In the lower streets the destruction wrought was less noticeable, but a new terror was revealed. The sound of rushing waters reached their ears, and every moment white-faced men and women tore past them, crying in shrill tones: "The Spring! the Spring!" Then they saw eddying41 streams of steaming, orange-tinted42 water creep round street corners, overflow43 the gutters44, and spread into the road. The water rose so rapidly that they had to turn aside and once more take to higher ground. They found themselves crossing Milsom Street, and as they did so a loud explosion sounded at the upper end, accompanied with an over-powering smell of gas. Screams rent the air, and another crowd of men and women, some of them carrying children in their arms, came rushing helter-skelter down the street.
None of the houses at the lower end had fallen, but several were bulging45 forward and appeared to be deserted46. And here already the predatory instinct was at work. Linton caught the arm of a filthy-looking tramp just as he raised an iron bar to smash the plate glass window of a jeweller's shop. He hurled47 the thief[Pg 182] aside, then grasping Zenobia's hand again he dragged her forward, making for the nearest bridge.
But once again their way was barred. From a great crack in the roadway a fountain—a geyser—of the yellow, steaming water suddenly leaped into the air. To avoid it they were compelled to make another circuit. They hurried down some narrow streets and reached the open space in front of the theatre. Fighting their way through excited and gesticulating groups of people, they passed the hospital, and, turning to the right, reached the front of the Grand Pump Room Hotel. Limping and enfeebled invalids48, who could scarcely move unaided, were streaming from the the building, appealing eagerly for guidance to a way of escape from the perils50 that surrounded them. Tremulous but unheeded questions were heard on every side as Linton and Zenobia crossed the road and reached the Colonnade51. To their right, from the doorways53 of the Grand Pump Room itself, another flood of tinted steaming water was pouring rapidly over the broad pavement and stealing into the Abbey Church. By keeping close to the opposite wall they escaped the stream, and leaving the great Church, which so far seemed intact, upon their right, they soon reached the space in front of the Guildhall. Only a little distance and they would gain the bridge!
"This way!" cried Zenobia, as Linton, who knew nothing of the town, stopped in hesitation54. But as she spoke5, the pavement, barely ten yards away, bulged55 suddenly, then split apart, and with a violent rush another geyser burst into the street. They drew back just in time, and hurried breathlessly towards the Station Road. On their left rose the tall building of the Empire Hotel; behind them was the Abbey. A sudden shout impelled them to look back. A third geyser had opened in the middle of the roadway, and in an instant columns of steaming water were spouting56 high into the air.
"Quick! Quick!" urged Linton. His voice was[Pg 183] scarcely audible, for as they approached the river a mighty57 roar was coming from the weir58, dominating the multitudinous sounds of terror which filled the air on every side.
In this appalling59 crisis earth and air and water seemed united as in a ruthless conspiracy60 for the destruction of humanity. In the presence of these vast, mysterious, and irresistible61 forces, man, the boasted master, lord of creation, was subdued62 and helpless. The effect produced on the inhabitants of the city was that with which the struggling atoms of the race, accustomed only to a calm and ordered system, ever encounter nature in her moods of unfamiliar63 violence. In tempests of the deep, in the awful hurricane, when winds and seas mix and contend in a Titanic64 conflict, nature ignores the puppets tossing on the helpless ship, or half drowned on the surging raft. What is man in presence of the waterspout that towers from the ocean to the clouds? How shall he face the unfathomable whirlpool that yawns for the frail65 boat in which he is compelled to trust? Whither shall we fly, when, as now, the earth vomits66 forth67 from unimaginable caverns68 the scalding water floods that she has stored within her depths throughout uncounted centuries? None can stand unmoved when the hills smoke and the earth trembles; when darkness, a darkness that may be felt, spreads in a sinister69 and all-pervading veil over a world that seems abandoned to the powers of evil? Powdery ashes were falling everywhere upon the doomed70 city. From Lansdown a vast vaporous column, a dreadful blend of water, bitumen71, and sulphur, rose high into the clouds. As the great column branched and spread, assuming the form of an enormous pine-tree, the darkness deepened, save where, above the hill itself, red-coloured flames slashed72 hither and thither73 through the cloud at frequent intervals74. Terrific explosions accompanied these manifestations75; and Linton, as he half carried Zenobia towards the river, was possessed76 with the fear[Pg 184] that the great hill might be completely riven and pour forth streams of boiling water or of lava77, that would not only submerge the town itself but destroy all life within a radius78 of many miles.
Conceivably, indeed, it might be the beginning of the end—the end, at least, of England; for what were the British Isles79 but the summit of some vast mountain whose foundations were buried deep in the unfathomed sea? It had been forgotten that Great Britain with Ireland and its Giant's Causeway, afforded incontrovertible evidence of volcanic80 origin. These islands, with the Hebrides, the Faroe Islets, and, finally, Iceland, in fact constituted a vast volcanic chain, with Mount Hecla as its seismic81 terminus—a focus more active than Vesuvius itself. And here, at the other end of the chain, was Bath, where for thousands of years the waters of Sul had maintained a disregarded warning of that inevitable82 convulsion which, at last and in the fulness of time, had come to pass.
In the midst of these flashing thoughts and fears that darted84 through his brain, Linton was possessed with the conviction that their only possible hope of safety lay in crossing the river, the surging roar of which each moment became more audible and threatening. Others in great numbers were animated85 with the same belief. Linton and Zenobia, indeed, found themselves involved in a madly-rushing crowd of panic-stricken men and women. Swept this way and that, they were in danger of being hurled to the ground and trodden underfoot by thousands of hurrying fellow creatures bent86 on self-preservation and on nothing else.
Still supporting Zenobia with one arm and fighting his way forward step by step, Linton presently managed to turn the angle of the tall hotel. On their right the river, swollen87 enormously by the inrush from the hidden springs, had almost reached the level of the parapet. Boiling floods had poured, and still[Pg 185] poured, into the Avon, blending with the normal stream; and the soul-subduing terror of the scene was augmented88 by the great clouds of steam that rose from the surface of the hurtling river.
With desperate exertions89, still supporting his half-fainting companion, Linton reached the turning towards the bridge. The narrow entrance was choked with a dense and struggling crowd, through which half a dozen men, lashing83 frantically90 at rearing horses, strove recklessly to force a passage. Screams and oaths blended with the angry roaring of the weir. The struggling people swayed hither and thither in dense compact masses, while a body of firemen from the station close at hand, seized the heads of several horses and forced them back to give the foot passengers some slight chance of escape.
Individual efforts were futile92 in the midst of this confused and fighting crowd. By the impetus93 and weight of numbers, however, Linton and Zenobia, holding closely to each other, were swept as in a human eddy40 on to the bridge itself. The same contributory force of numbers, close packed between the windows of the shops, carried them rapidly towards the other side. Again and again there was a crash of glass as the terrific pressure forced in one or other of the windows; but far more ominous94 was the angry, roaring voice of the invisible river beneath them. Rising higher and yet higher every moment, it buffeted95 the bridge with unceasing and increasing violence, the torrent96 whirling round the piers97 and buttresses98, fiercely impatient for greater destruction, as it tore upon its way towards the thundering weir.
It was a question of time, and the time must needs be brief. The bridge must go. Half way across, beneath the feet of the scrambling99, sobbing crowd, the roadway split and cracked. There was a sudden lurch100 that sent Linton and Zenobia, with a dozen others, into the open doorway52 of a right-hand shop. Like all the rest of the bridge buildings, it was but one storey[Pg 186] high, and at the end of the short passage a narrow stairway gave access through a trapdoor to the leads. Linton, breathing heavily from his exertions, gasping a few words of encouragement to Zenobia, pondered in a flash the possibilities of the position. Those who had been swept into the deserted shop with them were making frantic91 and futile efforts to force their way back into the endless crowd that still streamed across the bridge in such maddened haste. But a place once lost in that dense multitude never could be recovered. In truth, there was no choice, and in a moment his resolve was taken.
"The roof," he whispered, half to himself, "the roof!" Mounting the steps, he swept back the trapdoor, and, reaching down his hand, drew Zenobia after him. They emerged upon the flat roof of the shop. Only a dwarf101 party wall divided it from the rest.
Below, on their left, the rushing and tumbling tide of humanity pressed forward to the Bathwick side. Below, on their right, they beheld102 the terrifying river, curdled103 in foam104 and throwing off increasing clouds of heavy steam. They scrambled105 forward quickly, passing on from roof to roof. Behind them came the sudden sound of rending masonry. A dreadful scream, a wild cry of despair from the multitude, pierced the powdery air. The bridge was slowly yielding to the enormous pressure of the swollen river; but Linton and Zenobia had safely reached the other side. Raising the trap door of the last shop in the row they descended106 rapidly and gained the road. Here the congested throng107 spread out across the wider space, and hurried onward108 to Great Pulteney Street.
As they paused there came a sound—terrible, arresting, never-to-be-forgotten—the united wail of despairing voices, rising above the crash of the collapsing109 bridge as it carried with it, down into the boiling flood, hundreds of helpless and entangled110 fugitives111. Zenobia, clinging convulsively to her protector, drew sobbing breaths at those appalling sounds. But[Pg 187] for his supporting arms she would have sunk fainting to the ground.
"Courage," he whispered. "Courage still."
For the moment he himself believed that on this side of the river they were safe. But at that instant they felt again beneath their feet the quaking of the ground—a long and undulating throb112. They reeled against a wall and stood there panting, until a quickened sense of peril49 impelled them once again to hasten forward. Turning up Edward Street, and leaving the church upon their left, they climbed the hill, until exhaustion113 compelled them to sink down upon a roadside bench and ease their labouring lungs.
Thick grey smoke, heavy with choking particles and powdery ashes, was spreading everywhere; and from this higher ground, looking back towards the fiery114 summit of the volcanic hill, they could see cloud after cloud of fire-torn vapour mounting with spiral motion towards the darkened heavens.
Wearied though they were, they struggled to their feet, and once more set their faces towards the hill. Linton fully realised that the area of disturbance115 was far wider than he had at first supposed. Safety, if attainable116 at all, could only be secured by placing many miles between themselves and the volcanic district. It was no time for weighing small considerations. Silently he decided117 what to do.
They reached the house in which the President had spent and ended the last days of his life. The hall door was wide open; darkness and silence reigned118 in the interior. The servants, obviously, had fled. Linton shouted, but no answer came. It was clear to him that the engineer of the Albatross was in full flight with the rest.
Bidding Zenobia rest a minute in the hall, he opened the glass doors on the inner side and ran down the steps into the garden. There lay the Albatross, ready, as he knew, for an immediate9 aerial journey. His own knowledge of the mechanism119 of an air-ship, though not[Pg 188] complete, was now sufficient, or, at any rate, it must be trusted. The boat was rather smaller than the Bladud, and in some respects contained improvements. A swift examination of the machinery120 satisfied him that the Albatross was fit for flight.
Hurrying up the steps he called Zenobia. She came to him obediently and instantly, calmness restored to her, and in her look a ready submission121 to all that he thought best.
"Will you trust yourself to me?" he asked very tenderly, taking her hand. "The boat is ready. I think you will be safe."
"I trust you in all things," she answered. "I am ready."
He led her down the steps into the garden and helped her to her seat on the stern-bench of the Albatross.
"Yes, if you direct me."
"All's ready, then. Keep her before the wind. Now, up and away!"
He himself stepped into the boat and immediately switched on the motive123 power, adjusting the gear to suit the plans he had already formed.
The Albatross rose steadily124 into the air, then, gathering125 speed in a few rapid circles, began like some huge bird to wing her flight from the dread7 scene of the catastrophe.
Behind them as they sped upon their way arose another violent detonation126. Suddenly the clouded air was rent with vivid lightning, and this revealed the falling pinnacles127 of the Abbey Church. Then, as the thunder crashed above their heads, Linton beheld a vast and fiery chasm open in the labouring hill. Out of its lurid128 depths the waters of Sul leaped upwards129 in a mighty column, a fountain, as it were, of liquid fire.
Then darkness settled on the scene, and all was still.
The End.
BY THE SAME AUTHOR.
The Devil's Peepshow.
By the Author of "A Time of Terror."
Morning Post.—"The Devil's Peepshow is a remarkable130 book.... Its interest is never in doubt.... The causeries of this little company afford just those opportunities for political criticisms and shrewd moralising in which the author is singularly felicitous131.... But the political lessons are not framed in epigram alone.... The delightful132 and erudite essay on the 'Weird133 of the Wanderer' is, perhaps, the best thing in the book, and strikes the undercurrent of mysticism with fine suggestiveness.... Whoever the author is, he is a man of nice penetration134, and a philosopher worth listening to."
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Irish Times.—"The most impressive passages are those regarding the unfortunate position of some of the middle classes."
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A TIME OF TERROR
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The Tribune.—"Whatever the cause, the occurrences are certainly terrible; ... beside the lurid vision, enormous in range and horrifying147 in nature, the accumulated sensations of a score of 'shilling shockers' pale into insignificance148.... The book is written with much spirit."
Yorkshire Post.—"The details are worked out so cleverly that there is a thrill on nearly every page. This is the work, one would say, of a practised writer, and the lover of sensational literature should not omit to read it."
Literary World.—"This is a well-written, and in many respects a powerful story.... There are many sensational scenes, and plentiful149 satire150 of the social and political world of to-day."
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149 plentiful | |
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