Chapter 18

           Theclimaxoftheafternoonwasreached,however,whenafterseveralmoredancesanddrinks,thesmallriveranditspossibilitieswasagainbroughttotheattentionofallbyHegglund,who,lookingoutofoneofthewindows,suddenlyexclaimed:"What’sdematterwitdeicedowndere?Lookatdeswellice.Idarediscrowdtogodowndereandslide."

           Theywereoffpell-mell—RattererandTinaKogel,runninghandinhand,SparserandLucilleNickolas,withwhomhehadjustbeendancing,HigbyandLauraSipe,whomhewasfindinginterestingenoughforachange,andClydeandHortense.Butonceontheice,whichwasnothingmorethananarrow,windingstream,blowncleaninplacesbythewind,andcurvingamongthicketsofleaflesstrees,thecompanyweremorelikeyoungsatyrsandnymphsofanolderday.Theyranhereandthere,slippingandsliding—Higby,LucilleandMaidaimmediatelyfallingdown,butscramblingtotheirfeetwithburstsoflaughter.

           AndHortense,aidedbyClydeatfirst,mincedhereandthere.Butsoonshebegantorunandslide,squealinginpretendedfear.Andnow,notonlySparserbutHigby,andthisinspiteofClyde,begantoshowHortenseattention.Theyjoinedherinsliding,ranafterherandpretendedtotrytotripherup,butcaughtherasshefell.AndSparser,takingherbythehand,draggedher,seeminglyinspiteofherselfandtheothers,farupstreamandaboutacurvewheretheycouldnotbeseen.DeterminednottoshowfurtherwatchfulnessorjealousyClyderemainedbehind.

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