It did not take long.

The storm began to lull rapidly.
The thunder came at long intervals, and the hail turned into a gentle rain.

Finally Mrs.Field went out into the kitchen to prepare supper, and Lois followed her.
"I never see anything like the way she acts," said Mrs.Babcock cautiously.
"She always was kind of quiet," rejoined Mrs.Green.
"Quiet! She acts as if she'd had thunder an' lightnin' an' hail an' barns burnt down every day since she's been here.

I never see anybody act so queer." "I 'most wish I'd stayed to home," said Amanda.
"Well, I wouldn't be backin' out the minute I'd got here, if I was you," returned Mrs.Babcock sharply.

"It's comin' cooler, that's one thing, an' you won't need that white sacque.