At last, one howling winter day, he disarmed her by the very trick that she had shown him.

That ended the play and they ran shivering into the house.
"Ah," she cried, "it isn't fair.

You are so much bigger than I; you have so much longer arms; so much more weight and power.

It all counts against me! You ought to be ashamed of yourself!" She was rosy with the exhilarating exercise and the biting of the frosty breeze.

Her beauty gave forth a new ray.
Deep in her heart she was pleased to have him master her so superbly; but as the days passed she never said so, never gave over trying to make him feel the touch of her foil.