“That was a mix-up.”
“Where are the sleds?”
After much scrambling they managed to regain the track.
“Lucky thing we were not all killed,” Betty reflected.
“Serve us right for cutting,” commented Lois.
“’Bout time to go in, isn’t it?” Polly inquired regretfully.
“Yes, it’s all over,” replied Betty. “And now the consequences. Wonder what part of the anatomy Miss Tilden-Brown is discussing now?” And she chuckled gleefully.
Mrs. Baird smiled broadly and closed the window. A few minutes later she met the girls in the lower hall.
“Why, girls, where have you been?” she inquired.
“Out coasting, Mrs. Baird,” Lois answered. “We cut the lecture,” she added, nervously twisting the third finger of her red mitten.