"It does look like good fun," she said. "Is it very cold out there, Lu?"
"Not so very; the wind doesn't blow; but when you've been standing still a while your feet feel right cold. I hardly thought about it though, I was so taken up with watching the skating, till papa called to me that it was too cold for me to stand there, and I must come in."
"Papa's always taking care of his children," remarked Grace.
"Yes," assented Lulu, "he never seems to forget us at all; I most wish he would sometimes," she added laughing, "just once in a while when I feel like having my own way, you know.
"Wasn't he good to send for these for me?" she went on, holding up her new skates and regarding them with much satisfaction. "They're nice ones, and it'll be nice to have him teach me how to use them. I've heard of people getting hard falls learning how to skate, but I think I'll be pretty safe not to fall with papa to attend to me."
"I should think so," said Grace. "Oh papa and mamma have stopped and I do believe they're taking off their skates! at least papa's taking her's off for her, I think."
"Oh then they're coming in and we'll get our turn!"
"I don't want to try it."
"No, but you can walk down there, and then you're to have a ride on the ice; you know Uncle Harold said so."
"I don't know what he meant; and I don't know whether I want to try it either. Yes, papa and mamma are both coming back."