The heat was perceptible even on the ledge, but the minutes passed, and the dawn broadened into day without any other result being achieved.
Iris, a little drawn and pale with suspense, said with a timid giggle-- "This does not seem to be so very serious.

It reminds me of my efforts to cook." "There is more to follow, I fear, dear one.

But the Dyaks are fools.
They should have waited until night fell again, after wearing us out by constant vigilance all day.

If they intend to employ smoke it would be far worse for us at night." Phew! A volume of murky vapor arose that nearly suffocated them by the first whiff of its noisome fumes.

It curled like a black pall over the face of the rock and blotted out sea and sky.