"And eat candy," agreed Jill.
Mrs. Mariner frowned.
"I was going to suggest," she said frostily, "that you shovelled the snow away from the front steps!"
"Splendid!" said Jill. "Oh, but I forgot. I want to go to the village first."
"There will be plenty of time to do it when you get back."
"All right. I'll do it when I get back."
It was a quarter of an hour's walk to the village. Jill stopped at the post-office.
"Could you tell me," she asked, "when the next train is to New York?"
"There's one at ten-ten," said the woman behind the window. "You'll have to hurry."
"I'll hurry!" said Jill.