Poor Amy looked distressed. Tears came into her eyes.
There shot across the black heavens a vivid flash of lightning, and a
bursting crash so promptly came echoing that nearly every one of the
girls started from her desk, and a number screamed, while even the boys
were startled.
Then, with a low moan, Amy swayed, and fell backward into the arms of
Betty.
"She's fainted!" exclaimed Miss Greene. "Girls, keep quiet! Some one get
me a glass of water!"
There was a stir among the boys who occupied one side of the big room,
and Frank Haley hastened out.
CHAPTER IV
A TAUNT
With a great crash, a deluge of rain, a wind that swept the spray across
the school room, and the rumbling of thunder, punctuated by vivid,
hissing flashes of lightning, the storm broke. At once the tension--that
of nature as well as that of the nerves of the girls--was relieved. A
sound, like a great sigh, was heard in the room. There were one or two
faint cries, some laughter, and the members of the class were themselves
again. The balance had been restored.
"She will be all right presently," said Miss Greene, quietly, as she
helped place Amy on a couch in her own private room.
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