"You stay right where you are, Henry, and make yourself comfortable," said Gif. "As long as you're willing to do your share of the work around here, you shall have your share of whatever there is to eat."
"It's very nice of you fellows to treat me this way after all that has happened," said the young cadet. "Of course I'll do my full share of the work. When I was with Bill and Gabe they always wanted me to do everything."
The storm continued all that day, the wind, if anything, increasing in violence. All the boys could do was to keep the fire going and make themselves as comfortable as possible inside the Lodge. They read, wrote letters, and played games, and also tried their hands at more candy-making, and also the baking of some pies and cookies.
"Gee! those pies are pretty good," announced Spouter, after a piece of one of them had been passed to him.
"They ought to be good," returned Fred. "My face was nearly burned off baking them."
"And please don't ask me to make any more doughnuts," announced Randy. "If I had to run a bake shop, I'd charge about twice as much as the regular bakers do."
"He'd charge for the hole in the doughnut," came from his twin, with a grin.
During the day they had once or twice heard a sound outside that was new to them. They were not sure, but Jack thought it might be a wolf, and to this Gif agreed.
"There are wolves prowling around here," said the latter. "But I never knew of any to come close to the Lodge."
"More than likely he's hungry and wants something to eat, and has smelled our stuff cooking," ventured Fred.