But the storm moved more rapidly than they; and long before the first houses came in sight the heavy drops began to pelt down.

A brown young fellow, lying flat on his back under a thick bush, with his horse standing over him, shouted to them to "try the cave," waving his hand in its direction; and hurrying on, they saw in another moment a shelving brow of rock in the cliff, under which was a deep recess.
To this Clarence directed the horses.

He lifted Clover down.

She half sat, half leaned on the slope of the rock, well under cover, while he stretched himself at full length on a higher ledge, and held the bridles fast.

The horses' heads and the saddles were fairly well protected, but the hindquarters of the animals were presently streaming with water.
"This isn't half-bad, is it ?" Clarence said.