Charles Brockden Brown
- Wieland; or The Transformation
A half hour passed away in this stat of suspense. Her eyes were fixed upon the rock; suddenly it has illuminated. A light proceeding from the edifice, made every part of the scene visible. A gleam diffused itself over the intermediate space, and instantly a loud report, like the explosion of a mine, followed. She uttered an involuntary shriek, but the new sounds that greeted her ear quickly conquered her surprise. They were piercing shrieks, and uttered without intermission.
