"
Seeing one more than usually severe squall coming down on them from the
sea, Paul, who was facing windward, thought he would be more
comfortable if he would slip the rubber tunic over his head and
shoulders. This he did without attracting the attention of Andy and he
leaned forward pointing the comical shaped head-piece to the rapidly
advancing squall. The head-piece not being inflated, the aperture for
the face hung down like a great mouth. The car suddenly gypped and Paul
felt his side sink a little. Turning around find the cause and pulling
the head-piece from over his eyes, he saw the affrighted Andy about
twelve yards away in a ditch. His eyes filled with terror, seemed to
protrude from his head while he rapidly made the sign of the cross over
his face and breast.
"What's the matter? What are you doing there?" thundered Paul. "Come on,
get up, get up. What's the matter with you?"
"Och, shure, it's well Oi knew that it was no christian Oi had wid me
this mornin'."
"Come on now, or I'll drive on without you," angrily exclaimed Paul,
"don't you see that this is only a rubber dress that I put on to
protect me from the rain."
After considerable persuasion, Andy was induced to remount and they
continued through the heavy rain in silence.
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