Mosquitoes came buzzing in and hummed sullenly round the room; the sea, which I could hear from thence, rumbled dull like an earthquake--black clouds were casting up over it; the moon was setting in the waves, broad and red, like a hot cannon-ball--she threw her last bloody glance over a world quivering with the ferment of tempest.
Se oía el rumor del mar como un terremoto, negras nubes cubrían el cielo y la luna, roja y enorme como una ardiente bala de cañón, se reflejaba en las olas. El ambiente y la atmósfera pesada influían en mi ánimo.