"I hope you will be well again very soon," she said, "and then perhaps some way will be found to look into this matter."
"Anyway, we're going to try to do something about it," promised Rhoda as they took their leave.
The girls found when they got outside that it had begun to snow.
"Looks to me as if we were in for another storm," was Rhoda's comment, as they trudged along.
"Who cares?" cried Bess, catching up a handful of the snow and making a snowball.
"You can't hit anything," scoffed Nan. "Try it."
"All right, here goes for the blacksmith shop," answered Bess gaily, for they were almost directly in front of the little smithy.
"Gracious! Going to try to hit the whole building?" queried the girl from Rose Ranch.
"A blind man could do that," added Nan.