"O Nathan," said Rollo, "it is over your head."
"Hark!" said Nathan; "who is that pounding in the barn?"
"It is Jonas, I suppose," said Rollo. "I mean to go out and see what he is doing."
"How are you going to get there?" said Nathan.
"O, I can put on my boots," said Rollo, "and go right out through the snow."
"I wish I could go," said Nathan.
"Well," said Rollo, "I can carry you on my back."
Nathan clapped his hands at this proposal, being doubly pleased at the prospect of both getting into the barn to see what Jonas was doing, and also of having a ride, on the way.
So Rollo put on his boots, while Nathan went and got Rollo his straps, to fasten his pantaloons around them. When all was ready, Rollo sat down upon the step of the door, in order that Nathan might get on easily.
"We'll play that I am a camel," said Rollo, "and that I'm kneeling down for you to get on."