She glanced at the clock. She had spent more time than she had anticipated, it was after 4:30 and Whet’s drug store where they were to meet the bus was a good six blocks away.
Janet hurried downstairs.
“I’ve a cup of tea and some cookies all ready,” her mother called.
It would be after six o’clock before they ate and Janet drank the tea with relish. The cookies, crisp and filled with raisins, were delicious and she put several in the pockets of her coat.
“I put your old fur coat in the hall,” said Mrs. Hardy. “Your scarf’s there, too.”
“Thanks mother. I’m certainly going to be too warm.”
Her mother went to the window. It was nearly dark and the snow still swirled down in dry, feathery clouds.
“I almost wish you weren’t going,” she said, “but there doesn’t seem to be any wind.”
“Oh, we’ll be all right, mother. The bus is large and if the weather should get bad we could stay at Youde’s until it clears. Remember Miss Bruder is chaperon and she’s extremely sensible.”
“She needs to be with your crowd on her hands,” smiled her mother, following Janet into the hall.