And we do need eggs."
Mother Blossom laughed.
"Very well, then," she agreed. "But you must carry my muff and Bobby
shall have the little hand-warmer stove."
CHAPTER XIV
LOST IN THE STORM
Of course the twins were wild to go, too; but even if Dot had not had a
cold, the walk would have been much too long for them. Aunt Polly
promised to help them make molasses candy that afternoon, and that
cheered them up somewhat.
"Now if it snows between now and the time school is out, come home
without going to Mrs. Anson's," said Mother Blossom, following Meg and
Bobby to the door. "It gets dark early you know, and you mustn't be
out alone in that deserted section in a storm or after dark. Remember,
won't you, Bobby?"
"Yes'm," answered Bobby, squinting knowingly at the sky as he had seen
Sam do. "It isn't going to snow, Mother. Make Dot and Twaddles save
us some candy, will you?"
"Course we will," called the twins, who had followed Mother Blossom.
"A whole plateful, Bobby."
"I hope it doesn't snow," said Meg, trotting along beside Bobby, her
hands deep in Mother's soft, furry muff. "Got the hand-stove, Bobby?"
"Yes. But it isn't lit," her brother said. "I'm not going to burn it
for this little walk. Hurry, or we'll be late."
They reached the school house just as the first bell rang, and all that
afternoon first Meg, then Bobby, would glance at the windows, fearful
lest they see the whirling white flakes that would mean they could not
go after the eggs.
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