They did not dare
laugh aloud, but Bobby could feel them smiling and nudging one another.
"Next time, I hope, you will leave the snow outside where it belongs,"
said Miss Mason, when he had stayed his hour after school that night
and she dismissed him.
"Yes'm," murmured Bobby meekly.
"My, it's been the worst day," he confided to Father Blossom that
evening. "Nothing went right. I had the meanest time!"
CHAPTER XII
BUILDING A SNOW MAN
The rehearsals for the play went on merrily, and the children were
faithful in attendance. Meg, though, was an hour late getting home
from school one afternoon, and as Bobby could not practice without her,
he was very much put out.
"Where have you been?" he demanded. "Everybody's been waiting for you.
Miss Mason didn't keep you in, did she?"
Meg looked uncomfortable.
"No, I didn't have to stay in," she admitted.
"Then where were you?" insisted Bobby.
"I was hunting for my locket," confessed Meg. "I heard Daddy say the
snow melted a lot last night, and I thought maybe I could find it. But
I didn't." She sighed deeply.
Meg still clung to the hope of finding her locket, though the rest of
the family had long ago given up the idea that it would ever be found.
A day or two later when the children came into the school yard they
were surprised to find a small army of snow soldiers drawn up to
receive them. There were six men in a row, headed by a captain,
wearing a rakish snow hat and carrying a fine wooden sword.
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