“Yes,” Nan agreed.
“Can’t I go sleigh-riding?” Freddie wanted to know. “Look how nice it’s snowing!”
The white flakes were, indeed, swirling down faster than ever. For the first snow of the season, it was quite a storm, and the ground was now covered with the soft flakes.
“Oh, my dear, what has happened?” cried Mrs. Bobbsey, when she saw Freddie, covered with snow, limping toward the house, escorted by Nan, Bert and Flossie.
“I—I fell in a pipe!” Freddie answered.
“A pipe? What sort of game were you playing?” his mother wanted to know.
“It wasn’t a game,” said Bert, and then he explained.
Freddie’s leg felt better after his mother had bandaged it with some soothing salve, and then he was allowed to go out and play in the snow on his sled with Flossie.
Bert had thought the snow would not amount to much, but a little later he, too, got out his sled.
Nan did likewise, and the Bobbsey twins and some of their friends had a jolly time on a little coasting hill not far from the house.