In spite of the hour and the place, Philip could not restrain a laugh.
"I'm glad Josephine was thoughtful enough to come in ahead of us, Jean," he chuckled.

"We look like a couple of drowned water-rats!" "I will bring up your sack, M'sieur," responded Jean.

"If you haven't dry clothes of your own you will find garments behind the curtains.

I think some of them will fit you.

After we are warmed and dried we will have supper." A few moments after Jean left him an Indian woman brought him a pail of hot water.