I don't know, though, as we haven't seen enough of it already.

It don't look very promisin' to me." The captain rose from the table and, walking to the window, pushed aside the shade.
"It'll look better tomorrow--today, I should say," he observed.

"The storm's about over, and the wind's hauled to the west'ard.

We'll have a spell of fair weather now, I guess.

That property of yours, Mrs.Barnes, 'll look a lot more promisin' in the sunshine.