"
Dolly shivered.
"But isn't it awfully cold here?" she inquired "Oh, yes; but it's so dry
that one doesn't mind the cold half as much as we do at home when it's
really ten or fifteen degrees warmer, Dolly. One dresses for it, too,
you see, in thick, woolen things, and furs, and there's such glorious
sport. You can break holes through the ice and fish, and then there are
ice boats, and skating races, and all sorts of things. Oh, it's
glorious. I've been up here in winter a lot, and I really do think
that's best of all."
Then she looked at the rising smoke.
"Well, we mustn't stay here and talk any more," she said. "Come along,
girls, it's getting near to supper time."
"Have we got to cook supper?" asked Dolly, anxiously.
"No, not to-night," said Eleanor, with a laugh. "The guides have done it
for us, because I knew we'd all be tired and ready for a good rest,
without any work to do. But with breakfast tomorrow we'll start in and
do all our own work, just as we've done when we've been in camp before.
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