"American, of course?"
"Of course," and she laughed at him. Then the boot was found, and tossed out.
"How's that?" he asked—a man who had played for Middlesex and the 'Varsities could not have asked any other question.
"Let me know just how much they are, and I will send it round in the afternoon. Father promised me a pair to-night. I'm glad you can get them for me."
"Right oh! We shall skate on the Vale directly I return. Dr. Houghton of Grindelwald wants me to have a pair of his blades. You'd better have the same. They're grand!"
"Anything you like, my dear Harry, if they'll keep me warm. I shall be a pillar of ice if I stand here."
"Like Lot's wife! Was it ice, by the way? Well, good-night, then; or shall I post the letter?"
"That's splendid of you. I'll just finish it. But I'll have to shut the window."
"Imagine me a sentry doing the goose step. Will you be long?"
"Just two minutes, really."