"It's possibly nothing but imagination after all.

However, we shall see.

Now this morning I want to go a long ramp into the country--as far as the Beacon, if I can.

It's going to be a splendid day, I'm sure." "I'm not," said Lubin.

"The old goose was dancing for rain on the green last night, and that's a sure sign of a change." "Dancing for rain! What old goose ?" asked Austin, astonished.
"The geese always dance when they want rain," replied Lubin, "and what the goose asks for God sends.