The Corner House Girls Snowbound. Hill Grace Brooks

      “Aren’t the cars on the branch line heated?” Ruth asked. “You know, we must not let the children get cold – and Mrs. MacCall.”

      “Don’t mind about me, lassie,” returned the Scotchwoman. “I’ll trust myself to Mr. Howbridge.”

      “We’ll go to the hotel first of all,” said the lawyer. “Hedden will have arranged for our comfort there – and other things, as well. Do not be afraid for the children, Martha.”

      But “Martha” could not help being a bit worried, even if Mrs. MacCall was along. And Neale’s grin was too impish to be comforting.

      “I know you men folks are cooking up something,” she sighed. “And I am not at all sure, Mr. Howbridge, that you consider the needs of small children like Tess and Dot and Sammy.”