“Which is pretty much the same thing as wishing that Providence would lay all his plans with special reference to your private interests, without regard to the rest of the world.”
Kate made no reply, but Ronald came to her rescue.
“I don’t believe anybody wants it to rain, now,” he said; “the crops are all in, and what good-will it do?”
“I think the owners of mills on the rivers could give you a good reason why it ought to rain now,” replied Marcus; “and perhaps we should find another reason at the bottom of our wells, after we have used up all the water, a few months hence.”
“Well, then, I don’t think it need rain so much at a time,” said Ronald. “Just hear how it’s pouring down now, and it has been raining so almost all the afternoon.”
“How much water do you suppose has fallen?” inquired Marcus.
“About a foot, I guess,” replied Ronald.
“A foot of rain!” exclaimed Marcus, with astonishment.
“Well, half a foot, certainly,” said Ronald.
“No; halve it again, and you will come nearer to the truth,” added Marcus.