Out in the street again he saw that the clouds had turned a deep, angry purple. In the stagnant air there was a storm smell.

The vivid green of the trees along the sidewalk seemed to steal into the atmosphere so that there was a strange greenish glow over the street. All was so hushed and still that Jake paused for a moment to sniff the air and look around him. Then he grasped his suitcase under his arm and began to run toward the awnings of the main street. But he was not quick enough.

There was one metallic crash of thunder and the air chilled suddenly. Large silver drops of rain hissed on the pavement.

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