And ever, as they moved, the storm seemed to gather force.
Graves noticed this and, at length, when his nervousness had reached the breaking point, screamed a question in his companion's ear.

They had attempted no conversation during the ride, the lawyer, whose contemptuous opinion of the locality and all its inhabitants was now a conviction, feeling that the result would not be worth the effort, and the captain busy with his driving.
"It is blowing worse than ever, isn't it ?" yelled the nervous Graves.
"Hey?
No, just about the same.

It's dead sou'west and we're getting out of the woods, that's all.

Up on those bare hills we catch the full force of it right off the Sound.

Be there pretty soon now, if this Old Hundred of a horse would quit walkin' in his sleep and really move.