‘You have to get to know her,’ said Arthur. ‘She eases up, does she?’ ‘No,’ said Arthur, ‘but you get a better sense of when to duck.’ Ford held his head and tried to see straight. The sky was beginning to lighten in the west, which was where the sun rose. Arthur didn’t particularly want to see it. The last thing he wanted after a hellish night like this one was some blasted day coming along and barging about the place.
