“Where will we coast?” Connie asked.
Miss Gordon, who looked very young in her black and scarlet ski suit, pointed to Hammer Hill.
“A trail has been broken by the other children,” she said. “So the coasting should be good despite the heavy snow.”
“Do other children live near here?” Sunny asked in surprise.
“Oh, yes, indeed. The Stones are our nearest neighbors. I believe the family has three or four children. We may meet them on the hill.”
In the barn, the Brownies found three small sleds, the big bobsled Mr. Gordon had made, and Skip.
Skip was a large, friendly shepherd dog, who barked when the Brownies called him by name. He sat up and begged to be taken along to the hill.
“May we?” Connie asked Miss Gordon.
“Yes, Skip loves the snow,” the Brownie leader consented.
The horses, Ginger and Maude, were crunching corn in their stalls. They barely lifted their heads as the Brownies dragged out the sleds.