After assembly came lessons, and, finally, recess.
"Go out into the fresh air," ordered Miss Mason, who taught the room Meg and Bobby were in. "It isn't cold out—not too cold. No, Frances, you can't stay in and draw."
Miss Mason believed in fresh air, and she usually drove her class out into the yard, no matter what the weather, telling them that exercise would keep them warm. Those who tried to stay in the warm schoolroom were invariably disappointed, for Miss Mason opened every window as wide as it would go and let in the fresh cold air.
"Come on, Frances," called Meg from the doorway. "We're going to play something new."
Frances Smith followed Meg reluctantly, but when she heard about the snowball fight, she was immediately interested.
"Mr. Carter said we could," announced Bobby to the boys. "We must remember and aim away from the windows and not hit the girls. Let's begin to build the forts now."
"We'll have to have a general," said Tim Roon quickly. "I'll be general of the Americans."
"Huh," retorted Bobby. "What do you think the other side is going to be? My men are Americans, too."
"Who said you were a general?" jeered Tim.
"Well, he is," replied Palmer Davis heatedly. "Isn't he, fellows? I guess Bobby proposed this. Come on, who wants to be on Bobby's side?"