“And listen to the wind!” broke in Ben. “Why, sometimes it fairly rocks the building!”
“Doesn’t look much as if we were going to get back to-day,” said Dave. “I suppose the roads are practically impassable.”
“They must be if it snowed all night,” answered Ben. “Let us go down and take a look around.”
“I wonder if the girls are up yet?” questioned Roger.
“It won’t make much difference whether they are or not,” returned Dave. “If we can’t get away from here they may as well sleep as long as they please. There certainly isn’t much to do in this small hotel.”
The youths were soon washed and dressed, and then all trooped below. They passed the rooms 126 occupied by the girls and by Dr. Renwick and his wife, but heard no sounds coming from within.
“They are taking advantage of the storm to have a good rest,” commented Phil. He gave a yawn. “I almost wish I had remained in bed myself. We won’t have a thing to do here.”
“I noticed a bowling alley next door, Phil,” announced Roger. “If we can’t do anything else to-day we can bowl a few games. That will be fine exercise.”
“Do the girls know about bowling?” questioned Ben.
“Not very much,” answered Dave. “Laura has bowled a few games, I believe. But it will be fun to teach them, if we don’t find anything better to do.”