And find out just exactly who we were.
So they gave us of their hospitality,
Inviting us both to their mountain abode.
Mr. and Mrs. Glacier were at home—a chilly couple,
So were the impulsive avalanches, a family of long descent
And purest origin.
The visitors were mostly ladies of the upper strata of society
Most æsthetically gowned.
They came about us, asked us various questions,
Conventional questions about the weather.