The stage was fifteen miles long, the night wasdark, the wind high, and the rain pouring in torrents.
Mr.Snodgrass and Mr. Winkle listened with gloomy respect to the torrent ofeloquence which their leader poured forth from the sedan-chair, and therapid course of which not all Mr. Tupman's earnest entreaties to havethe lid of the vehicle closed, were able to check for an instant.
Raddle, suddenly arresting the rapid torrent of her speech,and addressing the third party with impressive slowness and solemnity.