I should think they might seem a little mite more pleased to see three old neighbors so." "Mebbe it's the thunder-shower that's kind of dazed 'em," said Amanda.

She herself was much afraid of a thunder-shower.

She had her feet well drawn up, and her hand over her eyes.
"It's a mercy Mis' Field wa'n't killed out in it," said Mrs.Green.
"I don't see what in creation she stayed out so in it for," rejoined Mrs.Babcock.

"She must have seen the cloud comin' up.

This is a pretty big house, ain't it?
An' I should think it was furnished nice, near's I can see, but it's terrible old-fashioned." Amanda huddled up in her chair, looked warily at the strange shadows in this unfamiliar room, and wished she were at home.
The storm increased rather than diminished.