"What if only one comes?"
"You'll have to come another time."
"You think he'll look at you?"
"Well, he won't take you, anyhow."
"Of course he'll take me."
"Take you first! It's enough to make any one laugh!"
They began to fight and scratch each other, so that their cloaks fell open and the cold entered their bosoms.
There she was, a good fur cloak about her shoulders and costly blankets round her feet. (page [61])