"Is Nicknack here?"
"We haven't seen him," answered their mother. "But daddy and Uncle Frank are going to dig for him after breakfast."
When the meal had been finished it was found that the snow had stopped, at least for a time, and that the weather was a little warmer. Janet and Ted were allowed to play out in a cleared place in the yard.
"Part of the tunnel caved in during the night," said their father, "and we'll have to dig it out before we can get to Nicknack's stable. But we'll call you as soon as we find him."
It took some time to dig through the snow, and while their father and Uncle Frank were doing this Ted and Janet made a little hill in the yard and slid down that on their sleds.
Then they saw Uncle Frank coming toward them.
"Did you find Nicknack?" called the Curlytops.
"No. We dug through the hole he made in the snow, but it came to an end at your bungalow, and there's no sign of the goat."
"Maybe he's in our play bungalow," said Teddy.
"The door is closed," went on his uncle. "I'm afraid your goat is snowed under farther off. We're going to dig some more after dinner. But we'll find him."