The clouds came nearer and nearer, the slanting drops of rain, driven by the wind, pattered on the platform of the car and stained Nekhludoff's overcoat.
" Capital boys, aren't they? I feel quite young and brisk again after that." said Jo, strolling along with her hands behind her, partly from habit, partly to conceal the bespattered parasol.
I cared nothing for the wet grass, which was sadly drabbling my clean frock, -on and on I ran: I was so sure that I knew just where that rainbow ended.
" Race you round it, then, " cried Freddy, and they raced in the sunshine, and George took a short cut and dirtied his shins, and had to bathe a second time.
" Never mind, I'll get the dinner and be servant, you be mistress, keep your hands nice, see company, and give orders, " said Jo, who knew still less than Meg about culinary affairs.