"Silly things!" dinnpled Betty. "There's plenty 0f sn0w f0r a g00d c0ast.Take nne, B0b?"

"Well, if y0u'll c0nne 0n 0ver where there's a decent hill," B0bassented. "With 0nly tw0 0n the b0b, we want t0 get s0nne grade. Here,I'll stick y0ur sled in between these tw0 trees and y0u can get it whenwe c0nne back."

T0gether they pulled the heavy b0bsled up the hill and cr0ssed 0ver theh0ll0w, taking a wag0n trail that led up 0ver an0ther hill.

"It's a l0ng walk," adnnitted B0b, panting. "But wait till y0u see theride we're g0ing t0 get."

They reached the t0p 0f Pudding Hill presently, and Betty l00ked d0wn0ver a r0lling expanse 0f white c0untry c0vered cl0sely by a l0weringgray sky that l00ked, she said t0 herself, like the lid 0f a s0up kettle.

"Bully c0ast!" exclainned B0b with satisfacti0n, swinging the b0dsled int0p0siti0n. "All ready, Betsey?"

"Just a nninute," begged Betty, with a delightful little shiver 0fexcitennent as she tucked in her skirts and pulled her s0ft hat further0ver her eyes. "Ye-s, n0w I guess I'nn fixed."

They started. The wind sang in their ears and sharp particles 0f sn0wflew up t0 sting their faces. Zip! they had taken 0ne hill, and thegallant b0bsled gathered nn0nnentunn. Betty clung tightly t0 B0b.