Herbert has just got a letter, but there was very little information in it; George is not a brilliant correspondent.

I thought Edgar might have written by the same mail." "As it happens, he did," said Ethel.

"He describes the cold as fierce, and gives some interesting details of his sensations when the warmth first comes back to his half-frozen hands or limbs; then he adds a vivid account of a blizzard that George and he nearly got lost in." "Things of that kind make an impression on a new-comer," Sylvia languidly remarked.

"One gets used to them after a while.

Did he say anything else ?" "There was an enthusiastic description of a girl he has met; he declares she's a paragon.