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A wild, black night full of wind and rain and mud -- a raging, tearing wind with rain that hissed in every vicious gust -- a wind that roared fiercely in swaying tree-tops and passing, moaned dismally afar; a wind that flapped the sodden skirts of the Major's heavy riding-coat, that whirled the Sergeant's hat away into the blackness and set him cursing in French and Dutch and English.
"What is't, Zeb? " enquired the Major during a momentary lull as they rode knee and knee in the gloom.