“I’m afraid Grandmother forgot about our mild weather,” admitted Mrs. Williams. Then to cheer Connie, she added: “Before spring, we’ll surely have another snow.”
Connie gazed out into the muddy yard and couldn’t say a word. The other Brownies knew just how discouraged she felt.
The room was very quiet. Then, unexpectedly, Miss Gordon took a letter from her pocket.
“Girls,” she said, “I know this isn’t a Brownie meeting, so perhaps I should wait. But I do have important news.”
“Tell us,” chorused the Brownies.
“You remember the question I asked you to think over?”
“Oh, yes,” agreed the Brownies. The skis now were forgotten and everyone listened hard.
Veve was the only one who acted as if she did not care to hear the news. She pretended to be looking at Connie’s presents on the table.
“Girls,” said Miss Gordon, coming directly to the point, “how would you like to spend a week at Snow Valley in Minnesota?”
For a second, the room was absolutely still. Then the girls began to chatter excitedly. Miss Gordon had to hold up her hand in the Brownie signal for silence.