"Yes. And almost as hard as it was this morning. Say, maybe we'll be snowed in, Jan! Wouldn't it be fun?"
"Maybe. I never was snowed in; were you?"
"No. But I'd like to be."
The time was to come, though, when Ted and Janet were to find that to be snowed in was not quite so much fun as they expected.
They reached home with rosy cheeks and sparkling eyes, to find supper ready for them.
"Did you have a good time?" asked their mother.
"Fine!" answered Janet.
"And I got run away with," added Ted, who always told everything that happened.
"Run away with!" exclaimed his father. "I thought they didn't allow any horses or automobiles on the coasting hill."
"They don't," Ted answered. "My sled ran away with me, but I steered it into a snow bank and upset," and he told of what had happened.