"Aren't we going to make a roof?" asked Ted.
"We'll do that to-morrow," answered Tom. "We ought to have some boards to lay across the top, and then we could pile snow on them. It's easier that way, but you can make a roof of just snow. Only it might fall in on our heads."
"We don't want that," said Janet. "Boards are better, Tom."
When it was too dark to see to do any more work on the snow building, the Curlytops went into the house and their playmates hurried to their home for supper.
"We'll finish the house to-morrow," called Teddy to Tom.
The next afternoon, when they came home from school, the children started to make the roof. Ted had asked his father to get him some boards, and this Mr. Martin had done. They were laid across the top of the four walls, and snow was piled on top of them, so that from the outside the house looked as if made entirely of snow. From the inside the boards in the roof showed, of course, but no one minded that.
The snow house was large enough for five small children to get in it and stand up, though Tom's head nearly touched the roof.
"But that doesn't count," laughed Ted. "You can pretend you're a giant and you could lift the roof off with your head if you wanted to."
"Only you mustn't want to!" cautioned Jan.
"I won't," promised Tom.