“It’s snowing!”
“So it is!” burst out Belle. “What a shame!”
“Maybe it won’t amount to much,” said Ben. “It often snows just a little, you know.”
The first flakes to fall were large, and dropped down lazily from the sky. But soon it grew darker, and in a short time the snow was coming down so thickly that it almost blotted out the landscape on all sides.
“Some fall this!” exclaimed Phil. “Looks now as if it were going to be a regular storm.”
“O dear! and I wanted it to be moonlight to-night!” wailed Laura.
Dave was peering around and looking anxiously at the heavy, leaden sky.
“If this is going to be a heavy storm, maybe it might be as well for us to turn back,” he announced.
“Turn back?” came from several of the others.
“Yes.”