“We’ll have a wonderful week of winter sports, climaxed by a grand Christmas reunion,” declared the leader of the Brownies. “However, I realize some of you never have been away from home for an entire week. So, I’ll not ask anyone to decide now.”
“I’d never be homesick!” insisted Sunny. “If Mother has said ‘yes’, I want to go!”
“So do I!” cried Rosemary.
“Me too,” chimed in Eileen, though she looked a trifle troubled. She never had been away from home longer than two days at a time and wondered if she might be homesick.
“I’ll be there with bells when that old conductor yells: ‘Snow Valley!’” laughed Belinda.
Connie strapped on her new skis and skated across the living room rug.
“I’ll take these with me!” she cried. “Oh, we’ll have a wonderful time in Minnesota!”
Eagerly, the girls plied Miss Gordon with questions. They wanted to know how deep the snows were at the valley, how far the Gordon farm was from the station, and what luggage they should take.
Everyone was so interested in hearing about Snow Valley that for a while no one gave a thought to Veve.
She hadn’t said a word, because, of course, she wasn’t a member of the Brownie troop.