A scud of rain lashed the carriage windows as their train shot out of the Underground at Walham Green. When they stepped out onto the platform at Southfields, the big drops leaped up at them.
"Well, I never," said Winny. "Who'd have thought it would have done that?"
They scuttled into shelter.
"It'll be a score for Mother. She said it would come, and I said it wouldn't."
"It'll ruin your new suit."
"And there won't be much left of your dress."
"My dress'll iron out again. It's me poor hat."
(The Peggy hat was not made for rain.)
"I'll take it off and pin it up in me skirt. It's you I'm thinking of."