and hot drink had been portioned to those who needed food most, the amount each received was nothing to gorge upon.
"If it stops snowing—or as soon as it does," Bob declared, "we've got to get out and make our way back to that station the brakeman says is only three miles away."
"Uncle Dick won't let us try it, I am sure," sighed Betty. "How could we wade through such deep snow?"
"If you had helped dig that tunnel," said Teddy Tucker confidently, "you'd know that the snow is packed so hard you wouldn't sink in very deep in walking."
"But of course, you girls can't go," Tommy said. "We fellows will have to go for supplies."
The girls did not much like this statement. Betty and Bobby at least considered that they were quite as well able to endure the hardships of a tramp through the snow as the boys.
"I'd just like to see that tunnel, and see how hard it is snowing outside," said Betty privately to her chum.
"Let's go look," exclaimed Bobby, equally curious.
Libbie and Timothy had their heads together over a book. Louise and the boys were engaged socially with some of the other passengers in their coach. So Betty and Bobby were able to slip
