"Not yet," answered his father. "I guess we'll have to make a tunnel."
"Oh, a real tunnel, like railroad trains go through?" cried Ted.
"Yes, only made of snow instead of earth and rocks. We're going to make a snow tunnel."
"Oh, that'll be fun!" exclaimed Jan.
CHAPTER XVII
IN A BIG DRIFT
"What are you men going to do now?" asked Mrs. Martin, as her husband and Uncle Frank sat near the stove in the kitchen warming their feet, for they were very cold, having come in after a second attempt to make a path to the barn.
"We're going to try a tunnel," said Mr. Martin. "The snow is too deep between the back door and the barn to try to shovel a path through it. As fast as we toss the snow away it blows in again and fills up the path so we can hardly get back to the starting place. Now if we begin in front of the house, where there is a big drift, we can tunnel out to the side of the barn."
"What good will that do?" asked Aunt Jo.
"When we make a tunnel it will have a top on it, like a roof over a house. It will be a long snow house, the tunnel will, and the snow can't blow in and fill it up."