She pointed toward one end of the big pile under which Bunny had been hidden. This end did, indeed, cover one of the low cellar windows, and when the snow was shoveled away it could be seen where the little boy had scrambled through.
"Say, it was lucky the cellar window wasn't fastened," said Charlie.
"It surely was!" agreed Bunny. "I was glad when it opened."
"I didn't know we had left any of them unbolted," Mrs. Brown said. "We'll fasten it now. But don't get under any more snowslides, Bunny."
"Now we can finish making our snow man!" Bunny said, as his mother and uncle turned to go into the house.
"Yes, I guess there's no more danger of snow sliding off the roof," remarked Uncle Tad. "All that could fall has slid off."
"Don't forget to take Mr. Snyder's shovel back," Mother Brown called to the children.
They promised to return it, and then began an hour of fun with the snow man. Bunny finished making the tall white hat, and then he and Charlie threw snowballs at it and at the nose of the snow man until he was so battered and plastered that he did not look at all like himself.
Sue and Helen threw a few snowballs at the legs of the man, but they soon tired of this, for Charlie and Bunny grew so excited with their sport that there was not much chance for the girls.
"Let's go and slide downhill," proposed Sue.