At four o'clock, conscious of his throbbing heart, Levin stepped out of a hired sledge at the Zoological Gardens, and turned along the path to the frozen mounds and the skating ground, knowing that he would certainly find her there, as he had seen the Shtcherbatskys' carriage at the entrance.
There were crack skaters there, showing off their skill, and learners clinging to chairs with timid, awkward movements, boys, and elderly people skating with hygienic motives.
I came down here this morning, thinking that the skating world was all a-bed, to practice in secret."
"You may skate over there if you wish," she said, after a pause for consideration, pointing to a deserted spot at the leeward end of the pond, where the ice was too rough for comfortable skating.
'Fine time for them as is well wropped up, as the Polar bear said to himself, ven he was practising his
skating,' replied Mr.
Sleighing and skating have been our chief occupation, especially skating, which is more than usually fascinating here, because the place is intersected by small canals communicating with a lake and the river belonging to the lake, and as everything is frozen black and hard, we can skate for miles straight ahead without being obliged to turn round and come back again,--at all times an annoying, and even mortifying, proceeding.
From Minora I have only had one communication since her departure, in which she thanked me for her pleasant visit, and said she was sending me a bottle of English embrocation to rub on my bruises after skating; that it was wonderful stuff, and she was sure I would like it; and that it cost two marks, and would I send stamps.
"My sister hopes we shall have some skating as well as dancing."
He had displayed one of his buried talents in the matter of skating, and now that the skating was over seemed disposed to prolong the partnership.
At eight o'clock, after the morning train had passed, he put a pair of skates in his pocket and went up to Waterworks Pond but did not go
skating. Past the pond and along a path that followed Wine Creek he went until he came to a grove of beech trees.
he had forgotten the frost, and the pond was alive with young people
skating, and the pond-side coverts were thick with lookers- on.
Half a dozen jovial lads were talking about skates in another part of the room, and she longed to go and join them, for
skating was one of the joys of her life.