And even when the lake didn't freeze, the blowing
waters and the flying sands often heaped up big ridges that quite cut them
off from the open sea. Then they had to prospect along those tawny hummocks
for some small inlet that would yield a few buckets of frozen spray,
keeping on the right side of the deep fissures that held the threat of
icebergs to be cast loose at any moment; "and sometimes," she added, in
search of a little thrill, "we would get back toward shore to find deep
openings with clear water dashing beneath--we had been walking on a mere
snow-crust half the time."
"Most interesting," said Cope accommodatingly. He saw no winter shore.
"Yes, February was bad, but Mrs. Phillips wanted to make sure, toward the
end of the winter, that the house hadn't blown away,--nor the contents; for
we have housebreakers every so often. And Hortense wanted to make some
'color-notes.' I believe she's going to try for some more to-day."
"To-day is a good day--unless the October tints are too obvious."
"She says they are not subtle, but that she can use them."
Well, here he was, talking along handily enough.
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