"Oh, your goat's having a ride! Your goat's having a ride!" cried the other children to the Curlytops.
CHAPTER XIV
SNOWED IN
Nicknack was indeed having a ride. Whether he knew it or not, or whether he wanted it or not, he was sliding downhill in the very sled in which he had pulled the Curlytops a little while before.
"Oh, look!" cried Janet.
"You'd better catch him 'fore he gets hurt!" added Tom.
"I never knew a goat could ride downhill!" laughed Jack Turton, a funny, fat, little fellow.
"Did you teach him that trick, Curlytop?" asked Ford Henderson, the big boy who had carried Janet home the day she went through the ice.
"I guess he must have learned it himself," answered Ted.
"That bad dog made him do it," said Janet. "Go on away, you bad dog!" she cried, stamping her foot.