I wrung them well, before putting them on the sticks; and although I cannot say they are dry, yet they are not damp enough to matter, and will help keep you warm.

The other blanket I will put over the sticks." "Thank you indeed, Oswald," the girl said, gratefully.

"That feels very much more comfortable." "Now, Roger, there is a blanket for you, and one for me, to wrap round us, plaid fashion." "I do not need one, master.

In faith, I have more respect for this gown than I ever had before--it is wondrously warm and, with the hood over my head, I want nothing more." "That is all very well, Roger.

If you don't need it for your shoulders, you need it for your legs; for being without hose, and with nought but those sandals, you must be freezing.