Chap.

 1        1|     pasteboard Olympus, with clouds in the wings and the throne
 2        1|      At that very moment the clouds at the back of the stage
 3        1|    glare of the gas the dust clouds in mid–air had grown constantly
 4        4|   was a livid sky, and sooty clouds were scudding across it.
 5        5| rouge, the reassumption amid clouds of rice powder of ordinary
 6        6|     the gray sky where great clouds were banked up.~“Oh, do
 7        7|     saw ragged, soot–colored clouds scudding in front of the
 8       11|      wind had swept away the clouds; long streamers of gray
 9       11|    which alternated with the clouds the whole scene shone again,
10       11| brilliantly through escaping clouds of fine rain. A blue cleft
11       11|    though to brush apart the clouds.~Meanwhile a solitary police
12       14|    kept passing, shaking out clouds of sparks, and far away