Hello, who's this?
Haw-haw! I thowt you'd want yours done," he added, as he heard steps coming over the frozen ground, and the jingle of skates knocking together.

"It's young Tom Tallington, Mester Dick.

Come, you two ought to mak friends now, and go and hev a good skate to-morrow." "I'm never going to be friends with Tom Tallington again," said Dick sternly; but he sighed as he said it.
Just then Tom rushed into the workshop.

"Here," he cried, "Dick Winthorpe, come along.

I've been to the house." "What do you want ?" said Dick coldly.
"What do I want! Why, they don't know!" cried Tom.