"What does frost-bitten mean?" Teddy asked.
"Well, it means almost frozen," explained his mother. "Now you and Janet can take Trouble up to the playroom and have a good time, while I help Nora with the work."
"We want to see daddy and Uncle Frank dig in the snow out to the barn," said Teddy.
"Well, you may watch them a little while, and then take care of Baby William."
"You can't see very much," said Uncle Prank, "The snow is still coming down hard and it blows so we can hardly see one another. So you won't see much of us from the windows."
"Well, maybe we can see a little," remarked Janet, and she and Teddy, with Trouble between them, perched on chairs with their faces close against the snow covered glass. Of course the snow was on the outside, but it made the inside of the window-pane quite cold, and in a little while, Jan drew her face away and, feeling her nose, cried:
"Oh, Ted! It's frozen 'most, like daddy's was!"
"So's mine!" exclaimed Ted, feeling of his nose.
"Mine cold, too!" added Trouble, putting his chubby palm over his "smeller" as he sometimes called his nose.
Indeed the noses of the children were cold from having been pressed so long against the window, and when Aunt Jo heard what they had been doing she said: