The snow was now coming down more thickly than ever.
"What a lot of adventures we have had in these woods," observed Tom, during one of the halts.

"Don't you remember the tramp who stole the watch, and the rows with Josiah Crabtree and with Arnold Baxter and Dan ?" "Indeed I do," said Sam.

"Mrs.Stanhope and Dora must be glad to be rid of old Crabtree and Arnold Baxter." "It's a pity Dan Baxter wasn't locked up with his father," said Dick.
"Don't you remember how he used to bother Dora and the Laning girls ?" "Do you think he'd bother them now ?" asked Sam.

"If he bothers Grace Laning he had better look out for me." "That's right, Sam, stand up for your own particular girl----" began Tom.
"I didn't say she was my girl," cried Sam, and he was glad that the darkness hid his red-growing face.

"I'm no more sweet on her than you are on her sister Nellie." "It's Dick who must lead off, with Dora Stanhope----" went on Tom.
"Oh, stow it, and come on!" burst in Dick.