It's been raining for some time. What started off as steady drizzle at Oxford has become heavier and more persistent. George unhelpfully regales his friends with a story about a man who contracted rheumatic fever from a damp boat and subsequently died in agony. Harris chimes in with a lurid tale about a man who slept under a wet canvas one night before waking up the next morning as a cripple. As the rain gets heavier and heavier, it seems like it might not be a bad idea to abandon the boat trip. George casually mentions that a train leaves Pangbourne after five o'clock which would allow them time to travel to London and get a bite to eat at a restaurant. The other two men agree and so they decide to abandon their trip, leaving the boat with a boatman at Pangbourne before making their way to the station.
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