The sunshine fell on his curly dark hair, still wet from the river.

"Studying last night, I suppose ?" turning over the parchment.

"Why didn't you ride into town with me ?" "The water must have been cold this morning ?" said Felix, ignoring the question.
"Yes; there was a slight frost, or something like it, very early, and a mist on the surface; but it was splendid in the pool.

Why don't you get up and come?
You used to." "I can swim," said Felix laconically, implying that, having learnt the art, it no more tempted him.

"You were late last night.