The Girl from Hong-Kong: A Story of Adventure Under Five Suns — page 157: what you’re looking at

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THE GIRL FROM HONG-KONG. 151 Sandy has gotten himself in trim for a grand outburst of melody, and while the whir still keeps up its monot- onous accompaniment he begins. Surely never piper piped like this Campbell in that Teheran house—never did such a thunder burst of wild Highland music thrill the air. / Tune there is none that Terry could ever discover, but the fiercest, most diabolical jumble of sounds ever heard outside of Bedlam. The effect is instantaneous, Men who two seconds previous have been apparently aghting machines, ready to hurl themselves headlong upon certain death in order to carry out their orders, secure in the belief of being transported_at once fo para- dise where Mahomet awaits those who falf in battle, now shake as with the palsy, and beeome so weak in the knees that a child could knock them over. Sandy realizes that he has them on the jump, and he strains every nerve and muscle to bring the matter to a climax. _ The wild, clamorous music grows in volume, the ear- piercing shrieks seem in the minds of the almost palsied hearers to be the cries of lost souls in torment, while the gloating voices of demons exult over their misery and pain. Never have they hearkened to such devil music, and comicbooks.com