Ten o'clock
A heat-wave had taken it into its head to visit us . It rained and rained that night , and there was a soughing all through the trees outside . It was like spring ; it filled my sleep at last with so rich an ease , that I slept on sound and deep till it was broad day . Ten o'clock . The rain had ceased , but it is still warm . I sit looking out of the cave , and listening to the bend and whisper of the trees . Then a stone breaks loose on the fjeld opposite ; it butts against a rock and brings that down as well ; a few faint thuds are heard .