"And where the two big sticks cross they put up the tall mast and make the sail fast to that. Then when the wind blows it sends the ice-boat over the ice as fast as anything."
"It sure does go fast," said Tommy Todd. "Look! He's almost at the end of the lake now."
"Yes, an ice-boat goes almost as fast as the wind," said Bert. "Maybe some day——"
"Oh, come on!" cried Flossie. "I want to go home! I'm cold standing here."
"Yes, we had better go on," said Nan. "I'm all right now."
As the five children skated off, no longer thinking of the race, Nan asked Bert:
"What are you going to do some day?"
"Oh, I don't know. I haven't got it all thought out yet. I'll tell you after a bit."
"Is it a secret?" asked Nan, eagerly.
"Sort of."