creeping slowly towards the interior;
so did their recumbent drivers, when they were awake, which rarely happened;
so did the exhausted laborers in the fields.
Everything that lived or grew was oppressed by the glare;
except the lizard, passing swiftly over rough stone walls,
and cicada, chirping its dry hot chirp, like a rattle.
The very dust was scorched brown,
and something quivered in the atmosphere as if the air itself were panting.
Blinds, shutters, curtains, awnings, were all closed and drawn to deep out the stare.
Grant it but a chink or a keyhole,
and it shot in like a white-hot arrow.
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