"We'll have to take it easy, and we may get home in time for dinner," said Frank. "Pity, though, we can't have some of our own game cooked for the feast, but we'll not arrive in time."
"I think we'll leave most of it with her. What do you say?" asked Bart, and he nodded toward the cabin, outside of which the boys stood.
"Sure thing!" exclaimed Fenn. "I wish we could find her son for her."
"Maybe we can, some day," remarked Ned. "But we'd better go into breakfast and then get started."
"I hardly feel like taking all this," Mrs. Perry said as she looked at the rabbits and turkeys the boys left. They had reserved a turkey and some rabbits each but left all the rest. "It hardly seems right," she added.
"Why it's no more than we owe you," said Bart quickly. "We never could have stayed all night out in that blizzard in our tent. I don't know what we would have done if it hadn't been that we saw your house."
"I only wish I had had better accommodations to offer you," the widow said. "But we have nothing except what charity gives us. In the spring Jane hopes to get a place to work."
"Perhaps we could help you," suggested Ned.
