"It'll rain before night," said Joanna.
"What makes you think that?"
"The way of the wind, and those clouds moving low—and the way you see Rye Hill all clear with the houses on it—and the way the sheep are grazing with their heads to leeward."
"Do you think they know?"
"Of course they know. You'd be surprised at the things beasts know, Martin."
"Well, it won't matter if it does rain—we'll be home before night. I'm glad we're going down on the Ness—I'm sure it's wonderful."
"It's a tedious hole."
"That's what you think."
"I know—I've been there."
"Then it's very sweet of you to come again with me."