“Before anyone answers, I’ll explain the entire plan,” declared the troop leader. “I haven’t told you about it before, because I was uncertain how matters would work out.”
“Please, Miss Gordon, tell us now,” pleaded Sunny.
“As you may know, my Grandmother and Grandfather Gordon have a farm at Snow Valley,” the teacher explained. “The house is large and there are beautiful snow-covered hills for coasting and skiing.”
“And we’re all invited to spend a week there?” Connie asked, her eyes shining.
“Yes, Grandmother wrote today saying she has room for six little Brownies. I’ve already talked to your parents, who have given their consent providing you care to go.”
“Oh, we do! We do!” cried Jane, capering across the floor.
“Will it mean being away from home on Christmas?” asked Eileen soberly. “I don’t think I would like that.”
“This is the plan,” explained Miss Gordon. “If we make the trip we will go by train, leaving the day school vacation starts. Grandfather Gordon will meet us at the station with his big bobsled. We’ll stay at the farm a week and be joined by your parents for Christmas.”
“You mean everyone will be there?” repeated Connie, looking relieved. “Oh, I’d like that! May I go, Mother?”
“I’ve already given my consent,” said her mother.