But the craft was too heavy for him, and twice
she fell back, the second time coming close to smashing his toes.
"Look out, or you'll hurt your foot," cried Nan. "Let me help you."
Between them they presently got the craft right side up. But now the
wind was blowing directly from the lake, so to get the _Ice Bird_ out on
the ice again was beyond them. Every time they shoved the craft out the
wind drove her back.
"Oh, dear, I guess we have got to stay here after all!" sighed Bert, at
last.
"Not stay here all night, I hope!" gasped Nan. "That would be worse than
to stay in the store, as Freddie did."
It began to snow. At first the flakes were but few, but soon they came
down thicker and thicker, blotting out the already darkened landscape.
"Let us walk home," suggested Nan. "That will be better than staying out
here in the snow storm."
"It's a long walk. If only we had brought our skates." But alas! neither
had thought to bring skates, and both pairs were in the office at the
lumber yard.
"I don't think we had better walk home over the ice," said Bert, after
another pause.
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