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which increased as they mounted higher。  With these different
noises rose the shouts of the iemschik; sometimes scolding;
sometimes coaxing his poor beasts; who were suffering more from
the oppression of the air than the roughness of the roads。
Even the bells on the shafts could no longer rouse them;
and they stumbled every instant。

〃At what time shall we reach the top of the ridge?〃 asked Michael
of the iemschik。

〃At one o'clock in the morning if we ever get there at all;〃
replied he; with a shake of his head。

〃Why; my friend; this will not be your first storm in
the mountains; will it?〃

〃No; and pray God it may not be my last!〃

〃Are you afraid?〃

〃No; I'm not afraid; but I repeat that I think you were
wrong in starting。〃

〃I should have been still more wrong had I stayed。〃

〃Hold up; my pigeons!〃 cried the iemschik; it was his business to obey;
not to question。

Just then a distant noise was heard; shrill whistling
through the atmosphere; so calm a minute before。
By the light of a dazzling flash; almost immediately followed
by a tremendous clap of thunder; Michael could see huge pines
on a high peak; bending before the blast。  The wind was unchained;
but as yet it was the upper air alone which was disturbed。
Successive crashes showed that many of the trees had been unable
to resist the burst of the hurricane。  An avalanche of shattered
trunks swept across the road and dashed over the precipice
on the left; two hundred feet in front of the tarantass。

The horses stopped short。

〃Get up; my pretty doves!〃 cried the iemschik; adding the cracking
of his whip to the rumbling of the thunder。

Michael took Nadia's hand。  〃Are you asleep; sister?〃

〃No; brother。〃

〃Be ready for anything; here comes the storm!〃

〃I am ready。〃

Michael Strogoff had only just time to draw the leathern curtains;
when the storm was upon them。

The iemschik leapt from his seat and seized the horses'
heads; for terrible danger threatened the whole party。

The tarantass was at a standstill at a turning of the road;
down which swept the hurricane; it was absolutely necessary
to hold the animals' heads to the wind; for if the carriage
was taken broadside it must infallibly capsize and be
dashed over the precipice。  The frightened horses reared;
and their driver could not manage to quiet them。  His friendly
expressions had been succeeded by the most insulting epithets。
Nothing was of any use。  The unfortunate animals; blinded by
the lightning; terrified by the incessant peals of thunder;
threatened every instant to break their traces and flee。
The iemschik had no longer any control over his team。

At that moment Michael Strogoff threw himself from the tarantass
and rushed to his assistance。  Endowed with more than common strength;
he managed; though not without difficulty; to master the horses。

The storm now raged with redoubled fury。  A perfect avalanche of stones
and trunks of trees began to roll down the slope above them。

〃We cannot stop here;〃 said Michael。

〃We cannot stop anywhere;〃 returned the iemschik; all his energies
apparently overcome by terror。  〃The storm will soon send us
to the bottom of the mountain; and that by the shortest way。〃

〃Take you that horse; coward;〃 returned Michael; 〃I'll look
after this one。〃

A fresh burst of the storm interrupted him。  The driver and he were
obliged to crouch upon the ground to avoid being blown down。
The carriage; notwithstanding their efforts and those of the horses;
was gradually blown back; and had it not been stopped by the trunk
of a tree; it would have gone over the edge of the precipice。

〃Do not be afraid; Nadia!〃 cried Michael Strogoff。

〃I'm not afraid;〃 replied the young Livonian; her voice not betraying
the slightest emotion。

The rumbling of the thunder ceased for an instant; the terrible
blast had swept past into the gorge below。

〃Will you go back?〃 said the iemschik。

〃No; we must go on!  Once past this turning; we shall have the shelter
of the slope。〃

〃But the horses won't move!〃

〃Do as I do; and drag them on。〃

〃The storm will come back!〃

〃Do you mean to obey?〃

〃Do you order it?〃

〃The Father orders it!〃 answered Michael; for the first time invoking
the all…powerful name of the Emperor。

〃Forward; my swallows!〃 cried the iemschik; seizing one horse;
while Michael did the same to the other。

Thus urged; the horses began to struggle onward。
They could no longer rear; and the middle horse not being
hampered by the others; could keep in the center of the road。
It was with the greatest difficulty that either man or beasts
could stand against the wind; and for every three steps they took
in advance; they lost one; and even two; by being forced backwards。
They slipped; they fell; they got up again。  The vehicle ran
a great risk of being smashed。  If the hood had not been
securely fastened; it would have been blown away long before。
Michael Strogoff and the iemschik took more than two hours
in getting up this bit of road; only half a verst in length;
so directly exposed was it to the lashing of the storm。
The danger was not only from the wind which battered against
the travelers; but from the avalanche of stones and broken
trunks which were hurtling through the air。

Suddenly; during a flash of lightning; one of these masses was seen
crashing and rolling down the mountain towards the tarantass。
The iemschik uttered a cry。

Michael Strogoff in vain brought his whip down on the team;
they refused to move。

A few feet farther on; and the mass would pass behind them!
Michael saw the tarantass struck; his companion crushed;
he saw there was no time to drag her from the vehicle。

Then; possessed in this hour of peril with superhuman strength;
he threw himself behind it; and planting his feet on the ground;
by main force placed it out of danger。

The enormous mass as it passed grazed his chest; taking away his breath
as though it had been a cannon…ball; then crushing to powder the flints
on the road; it bounded into the abyss below。

〃Oh; brother!〃 cried Nadia; who had seen it all by the light
of the flashes。

〃Nadia!〃 replied Michael; 〃fear nothing!〃

〃It is not on my own account that I fear!〃

〃God is with us; sister!〃

〃With me truly; brother; since He has sent thee in my way!〃
murmured the young girl。

The impetus the tarantass had received was not to be lost; and the tired
horses once more moved forward。  Dragged; so to speak; by Michael and
the iemschik; they toiled on towards a narrow pass; lying north and south;
where they would be protected from the direct sweep of the tempest。
At one end a huge rock jutted out; round the summit of which whirled
an eddy。  Behind the shelter of the rock there was a comparative calm;
yet once within the circumference of the cyclone; neither man nor beast
could resist its power。

Indeed; some firs which towered above this protection were in a trice
shorn of their tops; as though a gigantic scythe had swept across them。
The storm was now at its height。  The lightning filled the defile;
and the thunderclaps had become one continued peal。  The ground;
struck by the concussion; trembled as though the whole Ural chain
was shaken to its foundations。

Happily; the tarantass could be so placed that the storm might strike
it obliquely。  But the counter…currents; directed towards it by the slope;
could not be so well avoided; and so violent were they that every
instant it seemed as though it would be dashed to pieces。

Nadia was obliged to leave her seat; and Michael; by the light
of one of the lanterns; discovered an excavation bearing the marks
of a miner's pick; where the young girl could rest in safety until
they could once more start。

Just thenit was one o'clock in the morningthe rain began to fall
in torrents; and this in addition to the wind and lightning;
made the storm truly frightful。  To continue the journey at present
was utterly impossible。  Besides; having reached this pass;
they had only to descend the slopes of the Ural Mountains; and to
descend now; with the road torn up by a thousand mountain torrents;
in these eddies of wind and rain; was utter madness。


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