“Isn’t it lovely?” she cried, wriggling her foot around and viewing it at all angles. “Think of wearing neckties on your feet! I do wish I had one for the other foot too!”
“Sorry I haven’t any more,” laughed Dick. “How would a handkerchief do?”
She shook her head.
“No, I tried using my handkerchief, but it wasn’t big enough. Cold, isn’t it?”
“Awfully.” She got to her feet and tried the skate. It held well and she turned a grateful countenance to Dick. “I’m very much obliged,” she said sweetly; “and I’ll send the tie to you—or another one like it—when I get home. Do you live around here? I’ve never seen you before, I guess.”
“Oh, never mind,” he answered. “I don’t want it. You’ll have to go kind of easy with it, though, I guess, or it’ll get loose.” He rescued his gloves and drew them on his chilled fingers. “I’ll go along with you, if you like, in case it comes undone.”
“I asked you a question,” she replied imperiously. He looked at her amusedly.
“Oh, so you did,” he said. “You asked if I lived around here, didn’t you?” The girl’s head went into the air and the corners of her mouth came down.
“If you don’t care to answer, I’m sure you needn’t,” she said haughtily. Dick laughed.