"We'll make a regular rabbit potpie to take the place of turkey," announced Gif.
"And for dessert, how about that canned plum pudding we brought along?" queried Fred.
"Great thought, Fred!" answered Randy. "And we can have some of those nuts, too. And to-night we'll try our hand at some candy making."
"One thing you fellows are forgetting," remarked Gif. "And that is that we have Werner and Glutts with us. They'll certainly want their share of the good things."
"What! Plum pudding and all?" questioned Fred, with a gloomy look settling over his face.
"We can't deny them anything that we have ourselves, Fred," replied Jack.
"I don't think Glutts or Werner deserve it!" exclaimed Randy. "I think as soon as this storm clears away they ought to be sent about their business. It isn't so very far to that Tony Duval's place, and with their horse and sleigh they ought to be able to make it somehow."
Randy had scarcely finished speaking when the door to the bedroom the two bullies occupied was flung open and Werner strode into the living room.
"Fine way you have of talking about us, Rover!" he said, with a sour look on his face. "We didn't come here because we wanted to. We came because it was necessary."
"And we said we would pay for whatever we had to eat or drink," added Glutts, who had followed his crony.