"
"All right; I'll go," Ruth answered, "but I can't stay long; I must
study for at least an hour before dinner."
"Well, be at my house by two, and then we shall have the pond
almost to ourselves for a while, and we'll be ready to go home by
the time the crowd gets there."
Dorothy was a good teacher and in the hour they spent on the pond
Ruth gained both skill and confidence.
"I never shall be nervous again about it," she said with enthusiasm
as they took a last swing around the pond together. "It's like
so many other things; you have to get the feeling of it before you
can really enjoy it."
"That's so," assented Dorothy; "you probably never will lose
it now. My, but it's growing colder every minute, isn't it? Let's
hurry home, and I'll make some hot chocolate. You'll have plenty
of time before you need to study."
Ruth stooped to take off her skates at once. "I'm really as hungry
as a bear," she confessed, "and a cup of your chocolate will be
fine."
When the girls entered the house Dorothy stopped short as she
caught the sound of voices in the library. She listened intently a
second, then she frowned, put her finger on her lips, and grasping
Ruth by the hand led her softly across the hall and up-stairs.
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