Chap: 'It's winter still.'
Mr HG: 'I'd thought to put out the lemons.'
Chap: 'Put them out and they'll be ruined.'
Mr HG repaired to the lemon expert of Monculi. And he said:
'Candelora dall'inverno semo fora ' - by Candlemass we are out of winter - used to be the case. Not any more. 'Sole solicello, torna l'inverno'. - which means, more or less, - 'weak sun, winter returns'.
The last old sage delivery finished him off: 'the weather of 3 April lasts always for 40 days.'
Some global warming when the whole of Monculi is discussing the collapse of the lemon's year in the bar. It is getting colder.
Where are the sunny uplands of our youth?
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