“Somewhere in the flesh of the earth the dreadful earthquake shuddered, the tide walked to and fro on the leash of the moon, rainbows formed, winds swept the sky like giant brooms piling up clouds before them, clouds which writhed into different shapes, melted into rain or darkened, bruised themselves against an unseen antagonist and went on their way, laced with forking rivers of lightning, complete with white electric tributaries.”
“I tried running- the action of the earth’s surface threw me to the ground. I tried walking- I doddered, staggered, floundered, and tumbled. I tried crawling, but the earth’s rumblings and heavings kept rolling me over on my side. I Iooked up at the mountain ahead and saw at once that it would be impossible to reach in the short time allotted me.”
″‘You have seen earthquakes; but pray, miss, have you ever had the plague?’
‘Never,’ answered Cunegonde.
‘If you had,” said the old woman, ‘you would acknowledge that it is far more terrible than an earthquake. ‘”