[In a storm. ALBERT has an amusingly small umbrella. POGO has lent PORKYPINE his umbrella.]
ALBERT. Deacon was on about th’ “rain of quantity” today.
POGO. Rain’sbeen heavyaround these parts.
PORKYPINE. This hooricane is gonna flood the whole swamp, an’ we’ll all be drowned.
[PORKYPINE, arriving at his house, returns the umbrella. It is full of holes, which leak rain onto POGO's head.]
POGO. It’ll be a pity if none of us gits to see the rainbow.