“Oh, can I have my sled out?” begged Flossie.
“I want mine, too!” chimed in Freddie. “Oh, I’m so glad it’s winter and we’re going to have ice and snow! Come on, let’s go sleigh-riding! Hurray!”
“Don’t be in such a rush,” advised Bert. “There’ll have to be more snow than this before you can use your sleds.”
“But quite a lot has fallen, and it’s still snowing hard,” said Nan. “It must have started soon after we came in here.”
The twins had been in the garage some little time, laughing and talking about Bert’s joke and playing on the carpenter’s sawhorse, and in that period the ground had been whitened with the flurry of flakes.
“I’m going out and see how deep it is,” announced Freddie.
Before either Nan or Bert could stop him, if they had wanted to, the little fellow went to a side door of the garage and, opening this, rushed out. But he did not go far.
Right at the door a new drain was being put in. A large sewer pipe was set upright in the ground. Work around it was not yet finished, and that was why the side door had been closed.
But Freddie opened it. Then he slipped on the newly fallen snow and a moment later disappeared down the drain pipe!