He pulled them to a halt opposite the school . `` Guess Uncle Abe 's hit it for once in his life , Anne , '' he shouted . `` His storm 's coming a leetle ahead of time . Did ye ever see the like of that cloud ? Here , all you young ones , that are going my way , pile in , and those that ai n't scoot for the post office if ye 've more 'n a quarter of a mile to go , and stay there till the shower 's over . '' Anne caught Davy and Dora by the hands and flew down the hill , along the Birch Path , and past Violet Vale and Willowmere , as fast as the twins ' fat legs could go . They reached Green Gables not a moment too soon and were joined at the door by Marilla , who had been hustling her ducks and chickens under shelter . As they dashed into the kitchen the light seemed to vanish , as if blown out by some mighty breath ; the awful cloud rolled over the sun and a darkness as of late twilight fell across the world . At the same moment , with a crash of thunder and a blinding glare of lightning , the hail swooped down and blotted the landscape out in one white fury . Through all the clamor of the storm came the thud of torn branches striking the house and the sharp crack of breaking glass . In three minutes every pane in the west and north windows was broken and the hail poured in through the apertures covering the floor with stones , the smallest of which was as big as a hen 's egg . For three quarters of an hour the storm raged unabated and no one who underwent it ever forgot it . Marilla , for once in her life shaken out of her composure by sheer terror , knelt by her rocking chair in a corner of the kitchen , gasping and sobbing between the deafening thunder peals . Anne , white as paper , had dragged the sofa away from the window and sat on it with a twin on either side . Davy at the first crash had howled , `` Anne , Anne , is it the Judgment Day ? Anne , Anne , I never meant to be naughty , '' and then had buried his face in Anne 's lap and kept it there , his little body quivering . Dora , somewhat pale but quite composed , sat with her hand clasped in Anne 's , quiet and motionless . It is doubtful if an earthquake would have disturbed Dora . Then , almost as suddenly as it began , the storm ceased . The hail stopped , the thunder rolled and muttered away to the eastward , and the sun burst out merry and radiant over a world so changed that it seemed an absurd thing to think that a scant three quarters of an hour could have effected such a transformation .
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