Short Stories (story)
47202 I've heard it once or twice before, but never quite so loud.'
47203 I looked round, with a chill of fear in my heart, at the huge swelling plain, mottled with the green patches of rushes.
47204 Nothing stirred over the vast expanse save a pair of ravens, which croaked loudly from a tor behind us.
47205 'You are an educated man.
47206 You don't believe such nonsense as that?' said I.
47207 'What do you think is the cause of so strange a sound?'
47208 'Bogs make queer noises sometimes.
47209 It's the mud settling, or the water rising, or something.'
47210 'No, no, that was a living voice.'
47211 'Well, perhaps it was.
47212 Did you ever hear a bittern booming?'
47213 'No, I never did.'
47214 'It's a very rare bird - practically extinct - in England now, but all things are possible upon the moor.
47215 Yes, I should not be surprised to learn that what we have heard is the cry of the last of the bitterns.'
47216 'It's the weirdest, strangest thing that ever I heard in my life.'
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