"There is no doubt about it," I exclaimed; "and what is more, they do
not appear to be ruins, but houses in perfect repair, judging from their
similarity and the condition of the grounds around them. But what kind
of climate must these people enjoy to require no roofs? Certainly it can
never rain!"
"Nor snow!" he added with a smile.
"What made you think of snow?"
"I thought, perhaps, you were thinking of it," he replied.
"Why?"
"Because you said it was high time we were in the ice belt again!"