The drifts are so hard they'll carry, and the snow will be pretty well blown off the middle of the fields.

It's only three-quarters of a mile.

We boys will go home and get a pung and come back for you girls." But the girls wouldn't listen to this.

They must go with us, even Cecily.
"Seems to me yez weren't in such a hurry to leave last night," observed Peg sarcastically.
"Oh, it's only because they'll be so anxious about us at home, and it's Sunday and we don't want to miss Sunday School," explained Felicity.
"Well, I hope your Sunday School will do yez good," said Peg, rather grumpily.

But she relented again at the last and gave Cecily a wishbone.
"Whatever you wish on that will come true," she said.