Sorry there's no ice to be had.

It doesn't grow in these parts." "I'd have got out the best glass if I'd known," murmured Olga regretfully.
Max threw up his head and laughed.

"What a good thing I didn't tell her, eh, Kersley ?" He leaned a careless hand on Sir Kersley's shoulder.

"She doesn't know what a taste you have for the simple life." Olga's eyes opened wide at the familiarity of speech and action.

Sir Kersley faintly smiled.
"Since Miss Ratcliffe received me so kindly as a friend of yours," he said, "I hope she will continue to regard me in that light, and dispense with all unnecessary ceremony.