“Oh! I see----”
“Two hundred and----”
“Eighty-eight,” he overtook me quickly. “But I didn’t mean that. I meant
all day and all _night_, you know--‘evening. People don’t generally
skate all _through_ the night, do they?” Pause. “Six from 144--138,
isn’t it? I’ll say 138, because you’d have to take half an hour off for
dinner, wouldn’t you?”
He became silent, discussing seriously within himself whether half an
hour would suffice for dinner, without undue hurrying.