The sled had pulled up near the shoveled path, and the grownups began to alight. Seeing her mother and father, Rosemary forgot how cold it was outside, and dashed out to fling herself into the arms of her parents.
Close behind, came all the other Brownies, laughing and shouting from sheer happiness. All the parents had come, including Veve’s mother.
“Let’s get inside before the Brownies freeze,” urged Miss Gordon. “We were so afraid you might not arrive in time for Christmas.”
Connie’s mother explained that the train had been nearly four hours late due to the blizzard. However, all the parents had decided to make the journey, knowing that their daughters would be disappointed if they failed to arrive for Christmas Day.
“It will be a wonderful Christmas now!” declared Connie, and all the Brownies agreed.
Now the parents had brought with them many mysterious-looking packages of all shapes and sizes. These they whisked out of sight to their rooms, but the Brownies knew well enough they were to see those same packages on the morrow.
“This is the very nicest holiday I ever had,” declared Eileen dreamily. “But I hate to think it soon will be over.”
According to plan, the Brownies, their parents, and Stone family, were to enjoy a big Christmas dinner at the Gordon home. Then, after the day had ended, the Brownies and their folks would take a night train back to Rosedale.
“Tonight will be our last one here,” said Connie, stooping to pick up a silver paper which had fallen from the Christmas tree. “I wish it never would end.”
“We’ll have a grand time tomorrow,” Miss Gordon promised. “And don’t forget the plans we Brownies will make after we’re home! Summer is coming, you know, and we might decide on a camping expedition!”