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The excerpt represents the core issue or deciding factor on which you must meditate, and is drawn from Letters of Robert Louis Stevenson by Robert Louis Stevenson: quake with thunder; and though I cannot hear that part of it,
shells are falling thick into the fort of Luatuanu'u (boom). It is
my friends of the CURACOA, the FALKE, and the BUSSARD bombarding
(after all these - boom - months) the rebels of Atua. (Boom-boom.)
It is most distracting in itself; and the thought of the poor
devils in their fort (boom) with their bits of rifles far from
pleasant. (Boom-boom.) You can see how quick it goes, and I'll
say no more about Mr. Bow-wow, only you must understand the
perpetual accompaniment of this discomfortable sound, and make
allowances for the value of my copy. It is odd, though, I can well
remember, when the Franco-Prussian war began, and I was in Eilean
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