He remained gloomy and nervous.
It was decided to proceed with the building of the hut, and in a few days it was finished and thatched with thick green leaves, that were almost as good as shingles.
"There, now let it rain if it wants to," said Mr.Carr.

"We'll be good and dry.

The tent can be used as a storehouse for what the hut won't hold." It seemed as if the rain was going to take them at their word, for there came a steady downpour the next day, and it lasted a week with but few intermissions.

They were very weary of it.
Yet through it all Bob kept up his good spirits.

He was a changed boy, and though, once or twice, the spirit of mischief seemed about to break out in him, he restrained it, to the secret delight of Captain Spark.
"I was right, after all," he said to Mr.Carr, one day when the rain had ceased.