her lips moved , but i could hear no words from her , and shrieks now rang out from some below the window , and then a rumbling was heard over the rooftops , far fainter than thunder and therefore more terrible , and a great wind was gathering suddenly , and with it came another noise , a low creaking and ripping sound , which at first i did not know and then i remembered from many another storm - the old roofs of the place were giving up to the wind their loose and broken tiles .