"She's coming along with Miss Waghorn and me to my brother's at 'Endon--the "Blue Anchor"; do you know it?
Nice little property.

You'll have to join us; first rate.

I'm only afraid it may rine.

Do you think it will rine ?" "May or may not," replied Gammon, staring at the clouds and thinking over the situation as it concerned himself.

"If it's going to rine, it will, you know." "That's true.