[The Grammar School Boys Snowbound by H. Irving Hancock]@TWC D-Link bookThe Grammar School Boys Snowbound CHAPTER VIII 3/16
The flakes were of the largest size, and coming down thickly to the tune of a moaning wind. "It wasn't snowing at dark, and now there are at least four inches," cried Greg. "Five inches," hazarded Dave. "How many, Dick ?" "Say, are you fellows going to freeze me to death ?" called Hen Dutcher, his teeth chattering.
He was facing the fire, roasting in front, but with chills running down his spine. "Close the door, fellows.
We can't see much to-night at any rate, and we'll see the whole storm in the morning," proposed Dick.
"We don't want to see Hen freeze to death." "Nobody invited him here!" Dick turned, wondering who had made that remark, but he could not make up his mind. "Take off your coat, Hen, and have some hot coffee.
We have some left, and it will warm you," Dick went on, after the door had been closed and barred. "I'll have supper and the whole thing," declared Hen promptly.
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