monet painting

The thunder of the cannon was so loud and incessant, that I could not hear something I much desired to hear, until I made a great exertion and awoke. It was broad day - eight or nine o'clock; the storm raging, in lieu of the batteries; and someone knocking and calling at my door. ¡¡¡¡'What is the matter?' I cried. ¡¡¡¡'A wreck! Close by!' ¡¡¡¡I sprung out of bed, and asked, what wreck? ¡¡¡¡'A schooner, from Spain or Portugal, laden with fruit and wine.
Make haste, sir, if you want to see her! It's thought, down on the beach, she'll go to pieces every moment.' ¡¡¡¡The excited voice went clamouring along the staircase; and I wrapped myself in my clothes as quickly as I could, and ran into the street. ¡¡¡¡Numbers of people were there before me, all running in one direction, to the beach. I ran the same way, outstripping a good many, and soon came facing the wild sea.