After bein' drenched fur two days with a storm of steel an' lead an' fire, what do you think I care for a summer shower of rain, just drops of rain ?" "But I don't like to get wet after havin' fit so hard.

It's unhealthy, likely to give me a cold." "Never min' 'bout ketchin' cold.

You're goin' to get wet, shore.
Thunder, but I thought fur a second that was the flash of a hull battery aimed at me.

Fellers, if you wasn't with me I'd be plumb scared, prowlin' 'roun' here in a big storm on the biggest graveyard in the world.

Keep close, Yank, we don't want to lose you in the dark." A tremendous flash of lightning had cut the sky down the middle, as if it intended to divide the world in two halves, but after its passage the darkness closed in thicker and heavier than ever.