"I wish Jonas was here now," said Oliver; "but I suppose it will be two or three hours before he can come down."
"Can't we do something more?" said Rollo. "I wish we could put on a roof, before he comes."
"I don't believe we can do that," said Oliver.
The boys walked in and out, and all around the fort, again and again, admiring its appearance, and thinking what else they could do.
"It wouldn't be a bad plan to have a king, as Nathan said, in our castle; would it, Oliver?" said Rollo.
"Not at all," said Oliver. "Let us make a king, or a giant, to keep the premises for us, when we are away."
So saying, they all set to work rolling snow-balls to make him.
Oliver rolled up a huge mass, for his body, larger than they could at first get through the doors.
Rollo rolled one for his head, and Nathan made several small ones.
In one corner of the inner room, they laid a small platform, of several square, flat blocks of snow, for a throne, as Rollo called it; and here they placed his "Majesty."