But it's the way down here, rushing from one extreme to another.

As soon as it begins to ease up, we'll move." The darkness presently began to thin rapidly, and the heavy drumming of the rain on the rocks and forest turned to a patter.
"I think it's a good time to go, Ned," said Obed.

"In fifteen minutes it will stop raining entirely and the Mexicans, if they are not drowned, may come back for us.

We can't keep ourselves dry, but we'll protect our rifles and ammunition.

We've got a good chance to escape now, especially since night will soon be here." They left the overhanging cliff which had guarded them so well in more ways than one, and entered the forest, veering off to the left, and picking their way carefully through the underbrush.