The umbrella blew away .The arborage was n't enough .None of the above choices .Their rain coat had a hole .
Why were they wet despite seeking shelter ?
As they walked under the trees , there was shelter from the rain , although the effect of water dripping from overhanging branches was n't much better . Tosh 's hair was slicked down and strands stuck to her face , but she ignored the discomfort as she stepped carefully through the leaf litter , doing her best to avoid breaking twigs underfoot . Owen was sniffing the air and turning his head from side to side slowly as if listening out for something that was beyond the realms of normal hearing .