"Everybody out!" Polly ordered, "and stretch. Where's that chocolate you were talking about, Ange? I'm hungry."
For five minutes they walked around, stamped their feet to warm up, munching crackers and chocolate in between.
Then McDonald called: "You've all got to come back, young ladies. I'm sorry, but these horses do hate to stand even a minute." He was very apologetic, but the grays were showing signs of restlessness, and pawing the ground.
The girls scrambled back into the sleigh and almost before they were seated the horses broke into a run.
About a mile farther on, as McDonald slowed down at a cross-road, they heard the jingling of other sleigh bells.
"Who do you suppose that is?" Connie asked. "Listen, they're singing!" A minute later a sleigh like their own swung round the corner—it was full of boys. Their driver slowed down to give McDonald the right of way.
"Why, it must be the Seddon Hall girls," they heard one of the boys shout. "Let's give them a cheer, fellows!"
"What school is it?" Miss Crosby asked. "Do you know, Lois!"
"Perhaps it's the Military Academy," Angela suggested.
Betty stood up in the middle of the sleigh and balanced herself by holding on to Connie and Lois.