Fun scene idea!

I think so, anyway! I imagine three girls (daughters of "The Transcendentalists,") looking out a window and laughing at the grownups. "When winter came, Hawthorne often joined Thoreau and Emerson in skating on the river...Thoreau did 'dithrambic dances and Bacchic leaps on the ice' while Hawthorne 'moved like a self-impelled Greek statue, stately and grave,' and Emerson 'closed the line evidently too weary to hold himself erect, pitching headforemost, half lying on the air.'"
From The Days of Henry Thoreau, Walter Harding, page 139.