'Drowning from now till I depart?
No matter.

I can bear a second deluge with an even mind.

On this enchanted soil all things are welcome!' She looked up, smiling, at his vehemence, taking it all as a tribute to the country, or to his own recovered health.

He stood leaning on his stick, gazing, however, not at the view but at her.

The others stood a little way off, laughing and chattering.