But they do not mix.

The girls were pleased.

They secured the services of an elderly lady, the widow of an analytical chemist: unfortunately, she could not skate.

They wrapped her up and put her in a sledge.

While they were in the _garde robe_ putting on their skates, a German gentleman came up and bowed to them.
He was a nice young man of prepossessing appearance and amiable manners.
They could not call to mind his name, but remembered having met him, somewhere, and on more than one occasion.