The water would never find its way down into the drain-pipes through such clay.

It stood to reason that it would do no such thing.

Did not the water stand in the track of the horse's hoof in such rich clay until evaporated by the sun?
It might as well leak through an earthenware basin.

It was all nonsense to bury a man's money in that style.

He never would see a shilling of it back again.