Bill, Bingo and Bram 10

　　"What d'you think?" Ross asked eventually.

　　"It's obvious," I replied, "There must have been a hole in the rain clouds - probably one, oh - a foot by a foot and a half, what you saw ..."

　　But I didn't get chance to complete my smart response. He switched on his bedside lamp, and was sitting up looking at me, a furrow(皱纹,犁沟) of concern on his forehead.

　　"Stop it! I know what I saw, I'm not making this up! It can't do that. Rain just can't leave a patch of dry!" Ross stood up, and walked slowly to the window, his hand near his mouth.

　　"When I knocked on Bill's door, I looked around, and this patch started to get spattered. By the time Bill actually opened the door, it was wet, just like all the rest of the yard."

　　"Did you tell Bill about it?" I asked, serious because of his agitation(激动,搅动) .