The old folks shake their heads at them; but the young men, I notice, overtake them and ride beside them.

Not long ago it was considered unwomanly in Germany for a lady to be able to do the outside edge.

Her proper skating attitude was thought to be that of clinging limpness to some male relative.

Now she practises eights in a corner by herself, until some young man comes along to help her.

She plays tennis, and, from a point of safety, I have even noticed her driving a dog-cart.
Brilliantly educated she always has been.